Earlier this week, we had two days and nights of intense rain. Our courtyard flooded, and the crape myrtles, loaded with mid-summer blooms, were so heavy they almost kissed the ground.
Luckily, before the rain started, I hauled home a bale of pine needles from Dan West and made a cushion for my canteloup vine. The vine knows no
boundaries. I was worried it would disappear into the grass and some sun-stroked gardener (that would be me) would step on it. Now the pine needles accentuate the blossoms and will help safeguard the canteloups when they eventually grow.
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