With all that I have heard in the past weeks about how bad things were in Austin, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I actually had some garden left. The drip irrigation system around the sunken garden seems to have kept most things alive. The gomphrena, lantana and a few zinnias are also looking pretty perky. The lower part of the sunken garden doesn't get water but I think the plants there enjoy a cool root run underneath the large sandstone pavers. The chocolate daisy was pumping out its delicious chocolate smell this morning.
The front garden is looking very tired and grey. This front area is not under irrigation so is up for a good soaking tonight. There are many casualties, and those that suffered worst were the cactus and succulents in pots. Some almost look beyond saving; my bloodspot agave, A. augustifolia and A. desmettiana, multiple succulents. I left them out, when I left, in the hope that they would get rained on but instead they just fried alive. I'm hoping a drink of water will rejuvenate them. Other casualties are the Japanese aralia, completely toast, my sweet, sweet Felicia rose-boo, hoo, and a huge pittosporum in the corner of the English Garden. It was 10 years old! The pomegranate tree in the English Garden lost more branches and will probably be removed in the fall.
As to scooping the poop. The foxes must have moved in here because I have never seen so much poop, all in one place. I'll bet they are guilty of eating all my cantaloupes. All that are left are the empty shells.