Normally, by July 20 we would be well into the brown-out season. After the wet spring months, a Midwestern summer would bring broiling temperatures and lots of sunshine, and only the constant waterers might avoid the telltale browning of their lawns.
This year, though, there isn’t a sign of grassy distress anywhere you look. We’ve had such cool, damp, New England-like weather — this morning, for example, we’ve got temperatures in the 60s and some fog — that everybody’s yard looks like Ireland. Even the most inattentive lawn-minder (and I would definitely put myself in that category) can feel proud of their lush, bright green yards.