Joe and I left the boy (age 20) and his friend in charge of the house, the garden, the pets, and have driven west to visit relatives. Everyone else is having a lot more trouble with drought than we are in the Atlanta area, so I have been counting my blessings as we go.
The garden of my sister in Louisiana is doing pretty well, but she has had to spend some serious time watering out there to make that happen. Joe enjoyed walking through with his harmonica. I’m pretty sure he was playing “O Suzanna” when I took this picture.
Her Silver Queen corn has done especially well this year, but it was almost done by the time we got there.
The Purple Martins are an essential part of her pest-management plan. This house stands right in the center of her garden.
In the Texas Hill Country, Joe’s sister and brother-in-law’s garden has more problems than just drought, but this year all the gardens in the area are suffering from extreme drought. Apparently, they’ve had one inch of rain since October.
We’ve really enjoyed visiting with the relatives (Joe’s sisters, brother, and Mother all live in the Austin area and most of my family is gathered outside of Houston for the Fourth), but the drought is severe enough that fireworks have been banned. The men have a plan that involves Mentos and diet soda pop that I am pretty sure involves some loud noise (the two can be combined to make rockets and fountains and the sound of exploding). I’m sure we will all be entertained.