The Giants won the World Series last week and celebrated with a massive parade at City Hall.
The Republicans took Congress this week and are happy with their victories.
So what’s going to happen next week?
I hope so because we need it.
My lawn looks like a desert.
My last remaining tomatoes are still green on the vine.
Have you noticed that the drought has not phased golf courses, hotel gardens, and the mansions of the very rich? Are they receiving the $500 fine, I wonder?
Some of my neighbors’ lawns are as green as a hillside in Scotland. And I know they wouldn’t relish paying out those $500 dollars.
So what do they know that I don’t?
Are they watering their lawns with green paint? Or maybe with bottled water from the water store?
I want in on their secret.
Meanwhile I’ve been researching on the web for tips on how to take care of your lawn in a drought.
Here’s one that’s scary:
“You need to understand the strengths and weaknesses of your particular grass.”
Really? Do I call in a drought specialist for therapy sessions?
Other tips include only watering those areas that are dying, and ignoring the areas that are surviving.
And – this one gave me hope – brown grass does not mean dead grass.
What planet are you on?
Calvin says, “I can provide water, just let me loose in the front yard.”