A Soggy, hoggy summer

A beautiful rainbow after MORE RAIN
       What can I say..So far the summer of 2013 has been a lousy one for us folks in Maine. We have had rain, followed by showers, followed by torrential downpours ALL SUMMER! Now, I am certainly a fan of everything being nice and green, but it is starting to look like a rainforest around the old farm. The corral is a swampy mess, the weeds have taken over my flower beds, and we have a bumper crop of mosquitoes from all the standing water pooled up around the place. The only creatures that seem to enjoy all the watery, mucky mess are of course the pigs...they can't get enough.
Happy as a pig in...MUD!
          The pot bellied pigs are loving the water holes to wallow in at their leisure, and they have been doing plenty of that. The humans are not so enamored with the muck, as it makes for difficult manure cart pushing!
           I should mention that when it is not rainy, damp, and cool, it has been almost one hundred degrees out. I am not kidding! It is either blazing hot and too humid to move, or rainy. As odd as it is, there is a reason for this weather conundrum. I bought a new bathing suit. I ordered it online, and the very day it was delivered, the 6 day inferno broke, the humidity cleared, the over night temperature dropped to 45 degrees, and I swear I saw the Canadian Geese flying over in their V pattern, on their way south. So much for summer, or as we say in Maine..SUMMAH.
              I hope August brings more sun, less humidity, less rain, and most of all less mosquitoes. They make an evening out (when it isn't pouring) very hard to enjoy. We Northern New Englanders have such a short summer, it is a terrible thing when it is wasted by bad weather. So, we watch, and wait and hope for SUN. We have a lot of painting on outbuildings we would like to work on, but of course need warm, sunny days. Come on August!
Beautiful ponies!
Cowboy Cliffy haying
Here are a few summer pics
around the farm!
Fine feathered friends
Ferguson and Chupie enjoying bread, while chickens try and figure out how to snag it
        
Someone needs to supervise! Nolan and I take our job seriously!
Baby piggie

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