Thursday's rain washed off over four months of accumulated dust from my garden, and perked up the plants a bit. Everything needs a good blowing and trimming. I refuse to do these tasks in the summertime, and I've neglected to call the landscape maintenance crew over to do it. Maybe next week. Everything moves slower in the heat, including me.
I don't know what to make of this Mourning Dove and its mate. They have been on this nest since mid-April, and so far there's been no babies. I would like to look in the nest to see if there are even any eggs. It's hard to believe that birds would sit all day with the temperatures up to 115º F. or more for months on end. I'm beginning to realize the true meaning of 'bird-brained.'
Another view, looking east. I really need to get my block walls painted. It would really brighten up my landscape, but it's hard to continue to put more money into my property with the real estate values dropping so much. In my immediate area, the property values have dropped over 45 percent!
The Opuntia engelmannii (Engelmann’s Prickly Pear) pears are ripening nicely. I'll be able to make some Prickly Pear vinaigrette by mid-August.