It hit 118 degrees out here in Arizona. I put my new sprouted plants outside for an hour and decided to bring them back in the house. They are doing really well, but my uncle told me that they won’t survive the summer. I’ll have to be okay with that. I’m not. I actually feel like a mother and I can’t stand to watch them die. My herbs barely sprouted and I put them outside in a shaded area and they were dead within hours. Not doing that again, mostly, because I’m really attached to these little sprouts.
Since they are indoors, they keep growing towards the window. I’ve been rotating them so their stems stay sturdy and hopefully upright. It’s been touch and go with them, but 7 sprouted and so far I’ve kept all 7 alive and transplanted into something a little bigger. My uncle said I need 5 gallon pots for them, but I don’t have room in my house for those and I don’t want to put them outdoors. He’s right. The sun will kill them. I grew them out of season and now I have to deal with it. I have an eighth sprout, but I have no idea what it is. It might be the only basil plant to survive the first accidental sun killing.
Due to the sun, my garden is now dead and brittle. Nadine has a rule about cutting things. You can’t do it during certain months, which I think covers everything between June-September, but I’d like to clear a few things out of the yard that I have no interest in taking care of. Also, Typo keeps getting in the garden and she triggers my allergies.
I’m working on downsizing. I am hoping to get down to 100 items that I really want to keep and maybe 100 items that are necessary. It’s funny, because so much of this is stuff I’ve recently brought home. I’m a lot like my dad. I find things I think are super cool and next thing I know, I own it. I brought home an ice cream maker a little bit ago. I took it to the commune so they could play with it, but we set it up for them and in the long run, the ice cream was over churned. They let me try it and I couldn’t even swallow it. It wouldn’t melt on my tongue, but the commune said they ate it any way. These people are a hoot.
There are tents popping up all over town getting ready to sell fireworks for July 4th. It's too hot to be thinking about walking through a tent, even if it's open on all sides. You can feel the heat radiating up from the sidewalk.