Tasha Tuesday

Tasha sniffs the ground while I try to get a photo. Not very flattering, but she wasn't meant to be the subject. I was trying to capture the wild carrot (Queen Anne's Lace) flowers growing among the grape vines. Her leash was attached to my belt loop, so she couldn't go very far. She knows she's on leash and doesn't try to pull me along unless there's something like a deer, rabbit, or other dog to chase.

Tasha occupies herself while I take the picture.

Another hot, dry day expected here. The upside is that the humidity is low. It's a dry heat. During our walk this morning I noticed that the pond outside our back gate is dry. I tossed a couple of rocks in and there was no splash, just a thud. In my memory, the last time the pond was dry was during the heat wave of 2003, our first year here. The town filled tanker trucks with river water and drove it up here.