I now know why people want it to rain in the Summer time. Our grass is burnt to a crisp. There's straw-coloured tuffs of what's left, all spotty around the yard, and the rest is mostly dirt. At first I was pretty disappointed, but as I looked around I realized almost everyone else's grass is in the same shape. It hasn't rained since this last photo I took at the loft, where a few little drops of rain were glistening on the balcony. Turns out there's a water ban too - we can only water once-a-week. Sigh. I supposed that lush green backyard where you can feel the cool grass underfoot will have to wait till next year.
Tomorrow we're headed to an annual Summer picnic with Rick's family. I'm planning on bringing my Yashica along and, hopefully, taking a few nice shots. I'm pretty excited, I love these picnics.