Hot and dry – the thermometer reads 83 degrees. No rain.
A sky so blue it’s painful.
I started spreading the ten yards of composted manure I ordered
(there’s always something more to do, isn’t there?). I didn’t
have the heart to start my double-digging in the vegetable garden,
so I just scattered a few wheelbarrows-full over the flowerbeds,
and another three or four in the grass around our