Seriously. Look what's next - wild black raspberries. I decided to skip making mulberry jam. The birds are too quick for me, and the pie pans in the tree are not working in my favor.
I admit it. I have garden burn-out syndrome this year. And it has just begun. I think it's the 95° heat index, and the humidity.
Mom sent me an e-mail sharing her "Snapdragon" days. It starts out with a nice photo of snapdragons in a garden. Then it gets funny, with a turtle looking haggard. I laughed my bum off. It said, "Part of me has snapped, and part of me is draggin." Ha ha ha ha!
We're allowed to feel that way. Or should I be saying "shame on me?"
It's going to be another "scorcher" today. I think I'll stay indoors and torture myself by paying bills versus the heat outside.