The mild weather is throwing off my long-term menu plans. I loaded my cupboard with soup this year, which I like to have for lunch on a chilly day or a late snack on a cold night, and now there will probably be too few chilly days and nights for me to use up my supply. We might even be getting sandwich weather soon. It's another one of those annoyances that one gets when one does not live in a place where one starves. Too much food of one kind! What a luxury! I might set a few cans out where I can see them, to remind me of how easy my life is. Maybe it will make having my landscape incinerated by the sun easier to bear this summer.
The dry spell has apparently gotten to the frogs, as they are silent again tonight. They had awfully short lives this year. I'm going to miss hearing them.