Another week crawls to a close
I got a phonecall from his teacher a few days later, saying that he was very irritable and short-tempered at school. Of course, I started apologizing at once, and she said, "Oh, don't worry, he doesn't hurt us! His idea of "hitting" is pretty gentle compared to some of the kids in the class. No, we're just concerned about him." I laughed and said, "Oh, I never worry about HIM! I always think that James is just indestructible; like duct tape and cockroaches, when the world comes to an end, he'll still be standing when all the rest of us have given up."
It wasn't all bad news, though. The very hot temperatures in the middle of the week suddenly produced some white roses on a bush that I hadn't even realized had buds yet. A lot of plants surged forward - the Baptisia australis even started blooming, and the tall irises have lots of big buds and should open next week. I got hanging fuschia baskets for the front porch, so that looks set now, and this year I'm trying some two-tone geraniums. For some reason, the morning glory hasn't sprouted yet; hopefully in another week I'll see some.