Okay. I’ve put it off long enough. Summer can mean—Drought.
Drought is some pretty awful stuff. Everything wilts, and I do mean everything…except the coyotes. They never wilt.
Drought is a humongous dry spell. Once it starts it never seems to leave.
Although, Mom says it can be broken.
What’s bad about drought it kills all the good stuff, which leaves space for all those pesky weeds to spring up and grow.
Weeds are the coyotes of the plant world.
Kochia weed can grow taller than DAD and Dad is 6’2” tall.
That is some weed!
Then when it dries down in the winter it becomes a tumbling, giant, scare the heck out of you.
Well, that’s all for Summer. Next on the list is Fall. Or Autumn or finally COOLER WEATHER!