Poor labyrinth , the grass just will not live back there, at least not the shade-blend of fescue (the nice pretty straight-bladed grass) that I’d planted. Apparently it just cannot deal with heat, and heaven knows we had enough of that.

Other grass has sprung up. I fear it’s crab grass, but actually, it’s growing so I’m leaving it alone. And in the meantime, I’m watering it.

I’ve got the sprinkler on a timer, and it’s set to go off around 5:00 for about an hour. These days, that means it’s catching the rays of the declining sun, to wit:

Very pretty, I thought, even if the grass is not so sumptuous as it might be.