Treat!

Treated the garden tonight. 18-24-16 for the roses. 15-30-15 for the other lazy sods. They responded sharpish! Like a boy to a bar of chocolate ... an old man to a pint. Right stood up was the garden once I'd tossed my last bucket of blue water about.

And so it should! It'll get no rain til September. Me with a hose and a bucket of blue water is its only hope for now.

(it'll all go to hell by August 20th, or so).