As you [probably] know, this week I masqueraded as my alter ego:
111+ heat indexes are not to be trifled with!
My working hours looked remarkably the same:
I counted at least twelve trips to the solid waste recycling center.
The center is only open Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.
There was even one incredibly large azalea that turned out to be six separate plantings grown together.
However, the Master Shrubber has power to create . . . and to destroy:
Being summer in the South. every afternoon brought rain showers.
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