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Looking out my Backdoor: Surviving the heat, some brain damage

In Jalisco, we are held fast in the grips of unrelenting heat and drought. As northeastern Montanans, we all know what that is like. Hot. Dry. Dusty. Depressing. Blue skies. Not a cloud in sight.

My tender magnolia flowers all dried up in the fragile bud, turned to brown dust without opening. Even with daily watering, vegetables I planted poked up their little slender heads, looked around, said, “No, not me, uh huh, no, and keeled over.” As each bucket is harvested, I’m leaving them empty, fallow, waiting for a change. Maybe beans. I plant a few beans. No rains in sight.

The tough stuff is goo...


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