The Farmer’s Almanac states

The Dog Days of summer (a period of 40 days beginning July 3 and ending August 11) are named for the Dog Star, Sirius, which is visible with the rising Sun at this time of year. Ancients associated this sky picture with the hot days that coincided with it. Sirius is the brightest star in the constellation Canis Major (Greater Dog).

Sultry hot wind under blue skies and sleepy eyed cats staying cool under the cedars. Lovely hot Canada Day long weekend, with only a touch of rain to my delight!

Continuing along this super highway called life, not a day goes by that I don’t see something awe inspiring. This sky shot under tracks melding into the horizon was taken on a drive to High River.

Great time for some summer reading. I am reading The Renaissance Soul by Margaret Lobenstine, which is incredibly empowering for a ‘Jill of all Trades … Master of Some’ like me.

Grateful for the support and love of my friends, family, and fellow bloggers, I am plodding through the resistance with determination for the moment. The journey has brought me far enough that it makes no sense at all to give up now.

Grab yourself some summer reading and a good lawn chair, with a glass of something cool. The pitcher you see here is water with fresh mint and lemons, a real thirst quencher. The dog days of summer are nearly upon us. Sweltering heat with no sign of relief, warm winds tossing seedlings in the air skimming lazy bees. Tonight the sky was a deep powder blue with rosy pink. Twilight endures until nearly eleven pm.

I saw something super bright in the south-east sky a few nights ago, so bright at first I thought it was a plane or satellite. From what I have derived from various sky maps on the internet, it appears I was viewing Jupiter. Unfortunately the attempts made to capture it digitally were not successful.

Sometimes seen secretly slipping through the neighbourhood, I capture photos of flowers, while investigating other gardens. Mine is off to a late start. Yet with the tall pines in my yard, I am always somewhat behind the others, allowing the luxury of plenty to enjoy late into the promise of Indian summer.