"O" is for....

Oppressive: It is "only" eighty-nine degrees outside at ten minutes to seven (pm) and I just came back from feeding the goats.  I normally feed them before six, but figured I'd let it cool down a little more before I went outside to brave the heat.  Silly me.  It's not the heat, but the humidity.  I had actually thought that I was going to stay out after feeding the ingrates to pull some weeds in the overgrown jungle garden.  Silly me.

Overgrown:  My berry garden.

Olfactory Overload: Did you know if you leave a 200 lb. protein tub out in the rain, it will rot?  And smell like something died - no - like something ate something dead then it died and then something else ate the dead thing that ate the dead thing then threw it up into a bucket of putrid swamp water that had been sitting in the sun for seven days.  Oh.  Did I mention that it still weighs 200 pounds and I have no idea what I'm going to do with it?

Orange: My daughter sporting a bright summer dress:

One more day: Tomorrow is the last day of the June Blog-A-Day.  To all of those that participated; Thank you!  Oh, and I'm terribly, terribly sorry.

Sweet Jeezus, it's almost over!