One thirsty wall

Robert and Brenda did a great job of keeping our pots from parching while I was away -- especially these, on the summer house wall.

Given their morning sun blasts, and the heat of the brick behind them, and their relative dearth of moisture-holding soil, and the fact that the eaves shield them from rain . . . well, sometimes the impatiens need a good, cool drink twice a 90-degree day.

The plants appreciate the attention. Less so the mantis who scrambles out of the farthest pot along the wall every time I point the water wand in his direction.