A long holiday weekend, four days for some, is a great way to celebrate the summer. It’s July and it’s warm, plenty of rain and everything is grow at a tremendous rate. Getting three to five inches is getting to be the norm lately. What do we expect for the remainder of the season and the year? We have had dry years that had cracks in the ground that crickets couldn’t jump over. This will not be one of those dry years but what will the winter be like?
The growing has had a great influence on my humble garden. It’s a difficult year for the poor plants to be properly weeded, in fact, it’s getting more difficult to recognize the beneficial green things from the unwanted things. How could a plant, that is carefully tended with several weeks head start and placed in soil that’s been properly tilled and baron of any growth, be losing the battle to get sunlight? The little pepper plant has a small chance of making it. After several weedings, you would think that nothing could catch that mighty pepper plant, but no, give it a week or two and you can’t find the pepper plant. There will be no peppers this year.
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A guy walks into a restaurant with a small dog. The waiter says, “Sir, I’m very sorry, but we don’t allow dogs in here.”
The guy replies, “But this isn’t just any dog … this dog can play the piano!”
The waiter responds, “Well, if he can play that piano, you both can stay and have a meal on the house!”
So the guy sits the dog on the piano stool, and the dog starts playing. Ragtime, Mozart … and the waiter and patrons are enjoying the music. Suddenly a bigger dog runs in, grabs the small dog by the scruff of the neck, and drags him out.
The waiter asks the guy, “What was that all about?”
The guy says, “Oh, that was his mother. She wanted him to be a doctor.”
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“Coming to terms with something is often more rewarding in the end than the price you would eventually pay for running away from them.”
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Have a good week!
