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Not a good night's sleep. Though it actually began with a straight four-hours sleep, which is the only reason why I'm alive to tell the tale. I wanted to take fuller advantage of our watering hours today, recalling that they end at eight o'clock. So, when I first broke my sleep and saw that it was four, I got up and started the sprinkler in the front yard. And I may have dozed off now and again, but I never really did sleep since then.
What's worse, even with this extra effort, this extra watering is not going to do hardly a thing for the lawn. These centigrade, bone-dry days are too much. The lawn probably needs a couple of good waterings a week to be healthy and green. As it is, we are barely keeping the front lawn alive. The back is largely a dead no-man's zone, though I am doing what I can to keep the trees up.
What's worse, even with this extra effort, this extra watering is not going to do hardly a thing for the lawn. These centigrade, bone-dry days are too much. The lawn probably needs a couple of good waterings a week to be healthy and green. As it is, we are barely keeping the front lawn alive. The back is largely a dead no-man's zone, though I am doing what I can to keep the trees up.
