07/25/2025
š„ Rooted Reality: Itās Hot as Hades and Weāre Still Out Here
Let me paint you a picture:
Itās 7:30 in the morning, Iāve stepped outside with my coffee, andāWHAMāthe air hits me like a wet wool blanket straight out of Satanās dryer. By 9:00 a.m., Iām already questioning my life choices, my deodorantās life span, and whether my crops would be offended if I just⦠moved inside until October.
But nope. We homestead. We sweat. We keep going.
Because those tomatoes arenāt going to water themselves, and those chickens? Theyāre still dropping eggs like theyāre on a quota.
This weekās vibe:
š„µ Shade is a holy place.
š„µ Hydration is not a suggestion.
š„µ The tomatoes are judging me for panting harder than they are.
Real talkāthis heat is brutal. Itās āwhy do I live hereā hot. Itās ādonāt touch me, Iām glistening in my own regretā hot. But hereās the secret:
Even in the swelter, thereās magic.
The herbs are going wild. And every sweaty, sticky day is one step closer to that golden late-summer harvest.
So, if youāre out there fanning yourself with a feed bag and praying your mascara doesnāt slide off your face? SAME.
Youāre not alone in the furnace, friend. Weāre in it togetherāgritty, glowy, and still getting sh*t done.
š Tell me in the comments: whatās your best āitās too damn hotā survival hack? Bonus points if it involves chickens, ice cream, or a hose.
Stay hydrated, stay shady, and remember:
š Live Boldly. Give Back. Grow Something.
Even when itās hot AF.
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