Watering in 90°F at 9 O'Clock at Night

After spending the last three days working up in Virginia, I got back in at a reasonable time this evening but was too worn out to make any supper.

So Pancho Villa came through for me and it hit the spot.

Even after the sun had gone down and evening's shade had settled over the Roediger House, it was still steamy outside. But a new obligation for me, thanks to all this landscape stuff I've been doing, is to break out the hose and get some water to my poor parched new plants and flowers.

It's definitely officially summer: watering plants at 9 o'clock at night in 90°F temps, and breaking a sweat while doing it.