Remy is okay, but has been clingy, so I've taken him with me most places. Thankfully, it hasn't been hot (until today), so my house isn't unbearable without a/c.
My yard as it was:
Above: Gnome door nailed into place. Below: in the place of a diseased bush, I put in a trellis and mosaic solar orbs, which glow at night. (I was on my way to find buckets with flowers to hang on said trellis when the 45 minutes of terror began.)
Tuesday night, I snapped a picture of one glowing.
You've seen the marigolds, but here they are for reference.
This, too, shall pass. Apartments in my neighborhood had their garden levels completely flood - a total loss, and they are still cleaning up. I've moved on to acceptance of the situation, as I am 100% not in control. Per my father's advice, I am trying to do "normal" activities, instead of feeling frozen. I'm also reminding myself that for most parts of the world, hot water is a luxury. A/C is a luxury in Colorado, and I grew up without it.
For your interest: click here for photos. It's pretty shocking for a land locked, semi-arid state.