Fresh Black Eyed Peas

It is hot, hot, hot!  The grass is dying, trees are losing their leaves like it's autumn, and the sun on my skin really hurts in only 15 minutes.  Nothing moves around outside past noon, even in the shade.  Our one-eyed yard squirrel, affectionately named "Chomper" by the girls, has been seen laying in a crook of one of our trees, languishing in the heat, not bothering to move away from us when