Too much heat and too little rain. What we have here is a failure to thrive, if we are grass.
The grass at That Old House, in its wisdom, is playing possum and waiting for the next good rainstorm to send its chlorophyll surging back and turning it green again. Meanwhile, it will stay . . . well, not green.
In contrast, the deep rooted grape vine is holding its own:
In the flower beds, drought resistant perennials seem to be chugging right along:
Doesn't this daisy look cool, despite the searing sun?
Most of our watering is reserved for our tomatoes, the hanging asparagus ferns
on the front porch, and the few annuals that don't have the fortitude of their hardier brethren.
on the front porch, and the few annuals that don't have the fortitude of their hardier brethren.
For our Dion, the coolest spot is on the kitchen floor:
Doesn't he look comfortable? And cool?****************************************************************************
For our Wednesday touch of red . . . something special:
You can find out more about her, and her sisters, on Friday!
Stay cool, blogger friends.
My daughter in California says they've had highs in the 70s this week.
Where's the justice? I ask you, where's the justice? -- Cass
You can visit Susan of
A Southern Daydreamer
for Outdoor Wednesday, here.
And Sue, at It's A Very Cherry World,
sponsored Wednesday is Rednesday.
Here!
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