Bob: Well, against all odds, all the herbs are still alive. And believe me, it is pure luck. The nursery person TOLD her, EMPHATICALLY!!!…that the parsley needed to be watered 4 times a day. A number of times it has just laid down and gasped its next to last breath before she got out here and watered.

Bob, cont’d.: It has been warm and even a bit hot and smoky. Fortunately she remembers to feed me better than she remembers to water the poor herbs.

Today, it got dark between my second breakfast and my elevenses and then it thundered and rained and got cool.

The darn dog is pretty happy about the cool.

Bear: Thank goodness for the air conditioner! And today it cooled off a little. I’m ready for snow!