The old upper Midwest, at least our part of it, was getting very dry. The lawn was crunchy to walk across. A couple of stressed plants that had not recovered from a tough winter and some dieback, just gave up and died. Cracks in the lawn were as wide enough TPP could insert his hand. A few new plants got TLC and watered at every opportunity, and in a garden as large as ours you do a lot of hose dragging. A fairly mild storm system delivered some much needed rain, and most nicely, no severe wind or pounding rain, just a nice steady downpour. The total in the Phactor official rain gauge was 2.7 inches. Toping up the lily pond and making a lot of trees happy again. This was enough rain to restore some ground water and close up the cracks. Notable deaths include TPP's Ashe Magnolia that had sprouted new shoots after nearly dying back to the ground. A rather ugly upright Cephalotaxus. Several clumps of forest grass have died leaving some blank spots. Several viburnums have significant drought dieback, and so too an Emerald lace Japanese maple. On a more cheerful note our hundreds of naked ladies have sent up flower stalks adorning our gardens with pink flowers.
My colleagues are all somewhat depressed to note that students are starting to move back into town, a true invasion, and that means the semester starts next week. TPP is unconcerned except for all the izombies walking around make riding a bicycle next to impossible.
RFK Jr. is not a serious person. Don't take him seriously.
4 weeks ago in Genomics, Medicine, and Pseudoscience
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