Yesterday while watering, all I could think to say (and yes I do speak to my plants) was -
“Bless your heart; it is so hot out here.”
Regardless of all of my incessant complaining about the impact of this summer’s heat on my garden, I really want to emphasize how strongly I feel about the amazing feats of survival I have captured in these photos.
Have I cried wolf too often? Are you currently thinking,
“Enough already- we’re tired of hearing about how hot and dry it is in South Texas!”
Just hang in there with me a little longer as I give a huge shout out to the survivors and thrivers in my yard , who in spite of my swan song saga about how hot it is, while sitting in the house with the air conditioner huffing and puffing , are still in the fight.
Thank you dear plants/friends for all of the pleasure you have given me this summer. When I saw your hearty beauty yesterday, in the face of such harsh conditions, the words of my Grandmother Mills came to mind, on those occasions when she expressed shocked, unbridled joy and amazement.
“Well, I’ll declare.”
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