While many of us—for good reason—think of “The Dog Days of Summer,” as the time of summer when the weather (heat) is not fit for man or dog. The last half of July and first half of August certainly fit this description.
Driving from the Bee Yard in The Woods of Lake George to Home, in the New London-Spicer area this evening, I was struck by the lushness of the landscape. The crops look great, the small grain harvest is underway, and this evening was one that I would like to bottle. The three to four inches of rain that we received recently, certainly provided the lush conditions.
The National Geographic reports: For many, the “dog days,” evoke those summer days that are so devastatingly hot that even dogs would lie around on the asphalt, panting. But originally, the phrase had nothing to do with dogs, or even with the lazy days of summer. Instead, the dog days refer to Sirius, the brightest star in the constellation Canis Major, which means “big dog” in Latin and is said to represent one of Orion’s hunting dogs. (July 23 to Aug 11 in N Hemisphere)