A Museum Thursday

We had rain overnight.  We're supposed to have heavy rain this afternoon and tomorrow afternoon.  For once, I'm not complaining----just yet, anyway.  

The garden is somewhat under control.  The rest of the planting can be leisurely instead of urgent.  It's urgent when it rains too much and the soil hasn't been tilled and I start wondering if it's ever gonna dry out enough to allow a rototiller to do anything besides getting caked up with three tons of mud.

Well, regular readers know the rototiller story.  The last garden plot is in good enough shape that I can do a little hand tilling and drop the seeds.  Have been doing that for the past few days.  Yesterday I concentrated on transplanting stuff from the greenhouse.  Petunias went where the zinnias died.  More pansey pots moved to the front deck.  

I'm hoping for pansey brilliance in that area this summer.  Petunias will be showing up all over the place, including a few in the veggie gardens.  The big marigolds went out yesterday too.

I still haven't decided where to put my half dozen lovely lavender plants.  From my past experience, I've learned they need room to grow, so I'm still thinking on that one.  

They may just show up in one of the new front-yard planters where I pulled at least three gazillion weeds yesterday. Anybody have an idea for sterilizing barnyard dirt to get rid of weeds???  For now, I know I've got a lot of pulling to do.

Anyway, today's rain will be welcome along with the warmth.  Maybe all those little garden seeds will feel a bit more like sprouting and enjoying the rest of the summer here.  

With the rain, I'm planning a visit to the museum.  Ann called me the other day and told me they needed a few books.  Good enough reason to set aside some time to go down there for a visit.  I miss spending time at the museum,  visiting with the staff and volunteers.  

Plus, it would be fun to just do some research.  I might look up more information about Gold Creek School for my speech in June. The speech is just about finished so I can turn it over to Willie to take it from there.  We're doing a Mother-Son appearance with the Delta Kappa Gamma folks for their state convention next month in Post Falls.  

I've really enjoyed writing the speech because it encompasses so many cherished memories associated with the teaching experiences of our family.  I'm also anxious to see what Willie has to tell the women about his first year in the classroom. 

I do know from our discussion last night that it doesn't take long for any teacher, young or old,  to recognize the "May Mode," when several factors arise on a daily basis,  indicating "it's time"  for the school year to end.

Only problem is they have to go halfway through June.

Well, it's dry outside for a while, so I'll cut the babble, wish you all a great day, and head outside to plop some more stuff in the ground.

Happy Thursday.