Water restrictions . . . as a gardener I find myself frustrated by the whims of Mother Nature and energized by the desire to be ecologically responsible. My garden is desert dry . . . and some of my more sensitive plants are suffering from drought stress (and the insect/disease damage that accompany that stress.) Losing plants feels like money down the drain; like an amputation too. My japanese anemones have been attacked by blister beetles for the second year . . . nearly defoliated. My enormous rugosa rose is half brown -- what I thought was the toughest plant in my garden.
So, I sigh and shake my fist . . . and know that the seasons will always change to bring cooler temps and rain again.
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August 25th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
You should have shaken your fist a long time ago.
I can’t believe that on the night of this post, it rained for the first time in five weeks!