ok....it's 6pm and 91 degrees...what the hell. I'm going to have to turn on the sprinkler because the crying from the flower beds is driving me crazy. Oh, you can't hear your plants cry...lucky you. They're always wanting something..feed me, water me....smell me, touch me....accidentally run me over with the mower...whoops, maybe not that last one. Hey, that zebra grass had it coming. Been giving me attitude all spring...
Gotta go water before we have a flash fire....see yaz...Doug
Peace and Love and Sprinklers, oh my! |