Our brief interlude of Fall weather had ended. At 7:30 this morning, the temperature was 81 degrees, on its way up to the high 80s or low 90s. I look outside at the lawn and the grass appears to have gotten discouraged by the roller-coaster of temperature extremes, rain, and drought. I can almost hear the little blades of St. Augustine saying, "to hell with this, I'm not going to play the game anymore...if they want a green lawn, they can use spray paint."
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