[my front garden this morning]

dreaminginthedeepsouth : [my front garden this morning] * * * * THE ORDINARY WEATHER OF SUMMER In the ordinary weather of summer with storms rumbling from west to east like so many freight trains hauling their cargo of heat and rain, the dogs sprawl on the back steps, panting, insects assemble at every window, and we quarrel again, bombarding each other with small grievances, our tempers flashing…