A Hot Week

I don't know about you, but it's too darn hot to weed outside or work on building a driveway out of marble slabs.

Last week we had so much rain, that the weeds have grown to nearly knee height. I don't want to care for the yard twice a week, but there's  a 3" height limit on our grass that may make it mandatory.

It's taken two whole days to mow my yard (the front on one day, the rear the next). The grass had grown so thick that my mower kept conking out. I skipped weed-whacking to weed a few rows in front of the house. That's not finished either.

When I come inside, I strip off my clothes to wring the sweat out. It's just the beginning of summer, and I'm ready to call it quits. I wonder: will this be a two- or three-shower day?

My perennials are confused by this global warming, too. The chrysanthemums have blossomed already, and my hosta plants are near the end of their life cycle. Most of them have sprouted their flowers which usually doesn't happen until the end of summer.

I never thought I cared too much about autumn. Now I can't wait for cooler weather!