Everyone else in the blotanical world seems to be talking about autumn coming and being able to actually feel it coming. I feel nothing but the heat, lack of rain, and paradoxical humidity. All I feel is this neverending summer. I started a container planting for autumn, but it's an attempt to delude myself into thinking that autumn is approaching. I need to get out of Texas. I suspect we'll have triple digits into October, and I'm trying to cheer myself by thinking that in February, when it's cold everywhere else, it'll be nice here. February just seems an awful long time from now.