For now August is really starting to get to me, we're hovering between 100-115 heat index for weeks now. All I've done this past week is splash water on my face and read books. The cows stay under the trees and the dogs dig deep holes under the shrubs. We cope, we wait, we are all wishing for fall weather.
When almost everything else in the garden is dormant, a Texas native will laugh at the sissy plants. Clematis pitcheri...laughing.