John Lewis died last night at the age of 80. He was only 23 when he organized the March on Washington and only 25 when he faced off the Alabama troopers on the Edmund Pettus Bridge.
I was out early because temperatures of 99 or 100 are expected by midday. I dug out the grass and other volunteers below the back yard retaining wall, heading west from the Citrus Box about fifteen feet. The roots were deeply imbedded – so much for my theory that the border bed plants would absorb the irrigation water and keep the runoff from the slope below. As I dug up the grass and weeds, I shook out the excess soil back onto the bed. I applied Roundup to whatever was left on the warning track. And as always I weeded the border bed to help the plants get established, a constant chore.
I uncovered three self-seeded sun flowers just below the retaining wall. Jerry loved sunflowers and scattered seeds with abandon. Even through MJ was not sure whether these sunflowers are intentional or just volunteers, I left them to honor Jerry’s memory.
For an added bonus, I found one more lemon on the back side of the tree.