I ought to be out in the yard with a weed eater right now, finishing up cutting the lawn. The weeds, I should say. After the summer-long heat wave, we don’t have a lawn any more. We have weeds. I cut them anyway because, even though the heat wave killed off practically all our grass, the four inches of rain we got last week gave the dandelions and thistles an opportunity to jump out of the ground and take over the whole yard, and I’m not exaggerating even a little bit when I say that. They’ve taken over the back yard completely, and although there are patches of dead grass in the front yard that the weeds haven’t advanced into yet, the patches are rather small and the dandelions are everywhere else, it’s only a matter of time before every inch of the yard from front to back is an ankle-deep leafy carpet of dandelions. So we’ve finally come to the time when I will have to bring home a couple bags of weed & seed from the lawn care section of our local hardware store. Either that or plow it all under, cover the whole yard with a black plastic tarp and leave it until next spring. The neighbors would love that.