I don't think we've had any significant rain in a few weeks. I know for sure I emptied my rain barrel over a week agonizing and it's still empty. So we had a great wet start to the growing season- things sprouted and bloomed that I thought were gone years ago. The feeling in the shade garden was a rising tide of leafy exuberance.
But that has changed. Things are started to visibly droop, wilt and mildew. Ouch!
I've hand watered my new plants along the corner several times, including my few containers. I just stand there trying to pour as much water on them as I think they will take, without having too forceful a stream of water to knock them over. I think that technique has kept the new stuff alive, but it's left much of the rest of the yard thirsty.
I left the leaky, spraying hose coupler poised over the bird bath when I left for work yesterday. I imagine the birds and perhaps squirrels frolicking joyously in the spray and fresh pool of clean water all day. They certainly were both when I left and when I came back.
I finally found my working sprinkler yesterday, but had to go off to get hose couplers to connect it last night at the hardware store. I set it up on my front shady woodland garden under the big oak tree and let her rip for a good two hours. Things look much better along there now, but I need more and smaller watering elsewhere.
Thunderstorms have been predicted for the past few nights and also for the next few nights. So far, it's all distant flashes and low register rumbles and no action here.
Sherbert update
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