Estorbito and I started the weekend off quietly enough. The temperatures went beserk and dropped May straight into July, at 90'F. He kept cool on his patch of lysimachia, which has established itself very happily in an inch of gravel with a little soil mixed in. This on top of filter fabric that I laid over of the hideous, landlord-installed pressure-treated lumber deck. Ugh. Anyway, no one knows it's there now.
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