Never Give A Chipmunk Beer

Cos the little bastards get mean.

It’s raining. It does that this time of year. A bit of rain, a bunch of sun, etc, etc. By the end of the month, plant growth is insane and gardens are looking incredible. Then, in another month, the summer heat bitchslaps everything back to a more conservative rate of growth…except for those plants it just plain fries.

Hopefully the rain will let up by Saturday and I’ll be harvesting spinach, weeding the garden, trimming the shrubs and other gardener type stuff.

That is, after Grace and I (and maybe Roscoe) go to the Whole Earth Festival in Davis:)