As I write this on a Friday afternoon, there is lightning, thunder and a lot of rain outside. A practically-perfect day, in my opinion, mostly because Mother Nature is watering all the gardens for me and I appreciate the help this time of year!
Every year, My Carpenter, tries to get me to agree to automatic sprinklers in the beds, or at least drip hoses, and every year I assure him I don’t need the help. He thinks I’m being a control freak because our well is a low-producer and July and August are such water guzzlers. He says I’m worried something might leak or forget to turn itself off, thus wasting precious drops. While I am pretty water-conservative (especially in the hot, dry months), I actually like dragging the hose over, under, and around things in the garden. It keeps me up-close-and-personal with each plant. I notice things…I pull a weed here, pluck a few dead-heads there, question whether that “flower” might really be a weed run-amok, and make a mental note on what needs moving this fall. But all that watering can take at least an hour each day, so I really do appreciate Mother Nature’s help on days like this. Besides, the gardens and lawn always look so refreshed and lovely after a summer thunderstorm!