Here in central Indiana, we have not seen rain since before Memorial Day and not much then. The weather service is calling it “drought-like” conditions, but I must disagree with them. I believe we have a drought upon us.
I almost hate looking at the corn. This is the field across the road from my house and is owned by Scott’s uncle, although he rents it out. See those curled-up leaves and how spikey the field looks? Normally, the corn leaves should be broad and flat and they should flop over at the ends like flopsie bunny ears. And it has been this height for about 3 weeks, now. If we don’t get some rain, soon, the yield for this year will be affected.
And wherever you look, the grass is brown. The only thing in my yard that has grown are the plantain flowers – they look like this picture from Wikipedia:
So my yard has short, dead-looking grass and these things here and there. I am not going to waste the gas and time mowing just to knock these things down.
And it has been so hot that I have been having to supplement my morning cuppa.
I cannot stand the taste of cold tea, so have my accompanying glass of ice water as a chaser. And I have to have my morning cup of hot tea or I am worthless.
I hope it is cooler where you are.