Hot, dry, adiabatic wind from the North-West battering at the trees. Too hot for serious work, too dry for transplanting. Blowing so hard I can't even offload the horse-shit I collected on Friday into a compost bin; it would all just get blown right back into my face.
No rain in sight.
I seem to have lost the seed I had for a very nice-looking Golden Wax Bush Bean. The couple of plants that have made it will have to do for seed saving. The one bean I tasted was spectacular, and I really need a couple of good bush varieties to use as interplants. As I recall, the seed was one of those packets from Baker Creek that was less-than-satisfactory. Along with the Golden Beet I was so looking forward to, what I got was dismal germination rates, and very low plant vigor.
Moan, moan, moan.