When the brownout comes, she's out of luck. I impart to (residents) to be sparing on the air conditioning. Be frugal and think of others who need the electricity.
Once the wetness has disappeared, soak and bore again,
But I killed seven or eight fruit trees before hitting on the secret.
Beets and turnips do well here, ... but not carrots. Back in Iowa, the carrots grew so big you couldn't pull them out by hand. You needed a shovel.
Gophers will take an apricot's pit and leave the flesh.