Ah, day after day of seventy degree temps.

Here it is, another hot weekend in August. This summer has been one of brutal, unbearable heat, and today the prediction is for triple-digit temperatures yet again. I've lost count of the number of days that the high temperature has exceeded one hundred degrees, but suffice it to say, that it has simply been "too many".

Over the past several years we've invested a fair amount of work, time, and money in landscaping the grounds around the ranch. The house is situated on about four acres, and we try very hard to keep that area mowed, trimmed, and looking presentable.  In a typical summer we nurture an abundance of annuals, perennials, ornamental grasses, wild flowers, and decorative plantings in the gardens around the house.....This, however, has not been a typical summer.  The Hostas have crispy leaves, the Coral Belles have no color at all, and the Rain Lilies need rain.

Hot and dry.  I'm so tired of hearing that forecast that I've just quit watching the weather. Heck, I can learn that same information by watching the slow, wilting death of everything in the yard that's supposed to be providing vibrant colors and deep green foliage. There just isn't enough water in the well to provide for all the needs this summer, and given the choice, the needs of the residents of the house take precedent. Sorry plants, but you finish a distant second when it comes to meeting your needs or mine.

Of course, it's not only the lack of water causing the gardening issues, it's also a lack of motivation and energy.  When facing day after day of oppressive heat, I find it difficult to get these old bones outside to pull weeds, trim dead blooms,  or rake the mulch back in place......basically, I find it much easier to sit inside, cold drink in hand, and enjoy the air conditioned comfort. 

A few weeks ago, we decided that this summer's gardening is a lost cause. On one hand I hate to just give up, but on the other hand I'm somewhat relieved. Next spring will be here before you know it, and we will start afresh with new plants and new ideas. 

In my mind I can see it all now......day after day of seventy degree temps, with just the right amount of rainfall, and no pesky moles or armadillos.  Yes, life will be good next spring......for life "springs" eternal.....but once again, what do I know?