These are pictures of the Fairy Gardens, or what is left of them after a season of heat, drought and rabbits. The tall tangled mass of colored stalks is Agastache, indigenous to the Prairie and other places. On the hoop is Kinsley's Ghost, a new honeysuckle that I planted last season. She blooms a pale, pale wraithlike flower and is very fragrant. The grass is Rainbow Grass; her color is not very pronounced this season. The mums, the phlox, the balloon flowers, the poppies, the tulips and the daffodils have not bloomed. The lilies like the iris are sporadic at best. This is what happens when you go from 27 degrees at night in April to triple digits by mid June, or put another way, from February to August in just over six weeks.