Winter doesn’t last long in Texas.
Neither does Spring.
Summer comes, and then, a blazing hell that drives us all indoors for months and months.
The flowers that bloomed so beautifully will dry, wither, rot, and fall.
Go ahead. Water them.
Maybe they’ll last another day or two.
Or maybe they’ll rot faster.
What the hell do you know about plants anyway?
Another powder. Another formula. Another device.
Another strain of that plant or grass.
They don’t do anything.
Well, okay… they just make the weeds grow thicker.
It’s okay. There’s always next year.
When Spring returns to Texas again.