Good morning, friends, Our hottest part of the year has begun in earnest. On Monday of this week, it was 109 outside my office in Sherman Oaks. It was almost bearable without the humidity; but with the breakup of tropical storm Lane, the humidity has been with us in spates, at least by SoCal standards, turning everyone into sticky, sweaty messes. It's so much fun to preview and show property in this weather:( Not much yard work is getting done, since it is that curious time of year here when the days grow shorter and shorter, but the temperature stays high, meaning that despite shorter days, things still need to be cared for and watered, which is a neat trick to do before heading out to work. I do what I can and hope for the best until the next day. Our limes are ripening apace, and the first ripe one fell this week. The Fuyu persimmons are growing larger and darkening, indicating to us that netting time is upon us. Our three pomegranates are ripening, as well, while the tree burgeons. It seems to have picked up thrips, which have caused the new growth to curl. I try to spray, but it is hard to chose what small task to undertake after breakfast and before I head out the door. Watering seems even more important, since the pomegranate is flourishing, while other more water-intensive plants would perish in our withering blast. Our Amish Paste, Mortgage Lifters and Omar's Lebanese will be taken out this weekend, a major disappointment in our garden this summer. AP and ML were bred for cooler, moister climes, I suspect, while the problem with OL is that it did not get enough light, since the house was vacant next door for months and the shrubbery grew rank along our wall. We have lost two serrano plants to some sort of sucking insect which is harbored on the rank Eugenia berry hedges next door, which have grown to an incredible 20+ feet, totally uncared for. I fear to use too many pesticides other than insecticidal soap, which, in this case, clearly did not do the trick. But the two remaining serranos have jumped into the breach and produced at least 300 chiles so far, all nicely dehydrated and put away in a giant jar, while the plants keep on trucking. As do the artichokes. We are getting ready for round 6 on our two original artichokes this year. I picked the last 3 last week, which sent the plants into growth spasms from their roots. Won't be long before we have crop numbre 7! And our blueberry bushes! They have doubled in size this year, having just been put in the ground in May. I can hardly wait to see the bounty they will produce next year. Our new butterfly bushes in the front yard are beginning to grow like topsy. We planted a yellow one and a purple one, interspersed by Mexican sage. All of them are starting to grow amazingly fast in this heat. They must be taking the clue from Mac, our Macadamia tree, which has tripled its leaf area this summer. Seems he is a good influence on the new tea tree (melaleuca alternifolia), his new antipodean buddy on the other side of the lawn. Tea tree oil is something we are just finding out about. It is literally a medicince kit in a bottle. Vivian has suffered from psoriatic patches on her elbows for years, and it seems like the oil, which we purchase at one of our numerous health food stores, is turning the tide. It has so many wonderful uses! It will be fun to have a mature shrub in our yard from which we can utilize the clippings by distilling the oil, ourselves:) The two types of plants in the front yard that have not done all that well in this heat are the roses and the wisteria. Wisterias are supposed to be pest and disease free, per Sunset's _Western Garden Book._ Au contraire: it has been a constant battle to keep some sort of noxious beetle from feasting on it. This pest has curtailed its growth markedly, despite numerous sprayings with insecticidal soap. The roses are the other ones suffering. I have been using Vigaro Rose Food, which is just plain wonderful. The roses have grown up to my eye level this season ( I am 6') and have produced prodigious numbers of blooms all summer, most of which have gotten fried by our excessive heat, with the end result that I have to cull many of them before they are fully opened. It's a delicate balancing act with roses: too little water and they become drought stressed; too much and they develop mildew. I can't wait for October and November to get here so that we can truly enjoy them again, just before cutting them back. This year has seen a couple of failures (too much water killed our purple hibiscus), but on balance, everything else is doing wonderfully well, and is a joy for us. I guess every year is a little different, and that is what makes gardening such a wonderful challenge, along with the relaxation it brings after time spent nurturing our charges. One last observation: Last fall, I broke off a branch of Mexican sage while harvesting some limes nearby. I stuck it in a glass on our window sill, and to our amazement, grew a forest of roots. There it remained, out of sheer inertia, until the spring, when we planted it, unsure of whether or not it could survive out of water. Well, this week it has its first blossom and branches are coming out from every leaf axil, as well as from the roots. It has obviously been cheered on by its little buddies next to the butterfly bushes, 20 feet away:) Now that I have cooled down after my shower, it's time to get dressed, and to attempt to turn this moth into a butterfly for the benefit of my clients:) Have a wonderful day and a fabulous weekend. Ron Van Nuys, CA