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Now that is something new. And, yes, it is still hot. It says it is 93, though it says the high was only 97 here. Maybe here, but not over there. No, they are saying "there" was only 97 as well. Believe them or my lying eyes? I don't need a coin for this one. They are wrong. I do wonder if, for a little advertising money their way, they can cut a few degrees off to make it look better. This is a summer tourist area. Yeah... Anyway, it is often a few degrees cooler here. Not always, but I believe it today. Anyway, my health must be better. Just a few hours and I got to a few things. I went out and looked over the garden. Some tomatoes have leaves that are curling, but right beside tomato plants that look like the ideal plants. I don't know why. Some pepper plants look healthy, hale, and happy. Plants right next to them simply aren't doing anything or have leaves yellowing. More water for them all tonight, regardless. Corn is almost up to my waist, right at 3 1/2 to four feet, give or take. I generally like what I am seeing, save for about a third of the plants and of course the weeds.
I won't be doing a thing more in the garden until the plumbing is done, save to make sure it gets water. The next thing I will do out there is attempt to set up the drip irrigation. After that, back to weeding like a fool. Hopefully the weeds will mostly die out due to water starvation, not even making it to the seedling stage. I ought to, at some point, get the weed whacker out there and trim the edges back a foot or two as well. Just to give some space between the weeds and the garden, for when the rest of the area goes to seed. I'm not sure that will be enough, I'll be thinking on it. But up front it would provide a little room for my conscience or something.
After messing in the garden, I filled the jug to water the indoor plants. I ought to get to the planters outdoors as well. I haven't been watering them. Some of them have died. But they really weren't the right flowers to go together. I wanted the big bloomers to flower, but they wouldn't with as much water as I was putting in. I kept an eye on them. When it got dry enough, they came back into bloom, the big ones. The little ones simply died. I didn't care because the little ones simply stopped blooming. While they were all very green, they weren't blooming. Not worth my time to water as is, but without blooms, even less so. And, so, I didn't. But... I suppose I could put some in now. Just to thank them for the blossoms coming back on.
Finally, I crossed the water lines with one of the flexible copper pipes. I think my brazing held, but the copper pipe, at the f-m connection, failed. I have two spare, and I might put in some plumbers gunk and give it some time to cure. It won't lock it but it might help seal the water. I had hoped not to have to do that, this being a temporary thing, but... I need to know if that was the only problem, the only leak. Gah! But first I have to let it all dry out a bit again. Damned things. It's always what I don't expect to fail that fails. At least this time I have back ups, and a trick or two, to deal with a failure. I could say more, but much of it would, even if incorrectly, require that I ask forgiveness for my French. But I'm not in the mood to seek forgiveness, and don't feel it would be warranted even if I employed "French". So... I'll just speak it on this side.
Later.
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