Have you seen my patio table?

The outside thermometer in my car registered 111° at about 2:30 p.m. on Thursday, June 28 in Fort Wayne. This has certainly been a week. Oh, yes, it has. First, we tied the all-time record high ever, of 106°, on Thursday. I remember the last time we hit that. It was in 1988 the year of the last drought. I’ve heard my grandma talk many times about the other two times it happened, in 1934 and 1936. Grandma said the cracks were so big in the yard that the little chicks fell into them and couldn’t get back out.

We haven’t had but two-tenths of an inch of rain since the first of May and it’s causing all kinds of chaotic nastiness, from field fires to the cancellation of the 4th of July fireworks celebrations  to crunchy lawns (in June) to field corn tasseling out at just three feet tall. I’ve been praying for rain and yesterday, we got some. But, we got more than that. We got wind.