heat…I hate heat…we both hate heat…

It's 75 degrees out there (24 C) and I swear I'm dying…we both are. We decided to have lunch on the patio in the shade of the umbrella, looked over at the beloved hinoki cypress—and saw it dying. Depression.

I headed into the house and got on the internet. Is it too much sun? No. They adore sun. The heat? No. Not at 75. The anti wilt stuff? SOmebody else had used it, and no. Too much water? They adore water. Too little water? The thing's planted beside a waterfall, for gosh sakes.

And after a ...