Hot, hot, hot. My flowers were eager to see me tonight but even more glad to see the water from my hose. Somehow the tiny zinnias that I transplanted are still living. Thinning new seedlings is not a strong suit of mine. I'm always so glad to see all the little babies that it hurts my feelings to pull them up. Last year I had some really crowded pots though...so I tried this year to obey the rules. I did not thin as many as I was supposed to--oh well. I'm tickled the seeds even came up. Seeds are allergic to me like I'm allergic to sweeping.
I won't bore you with my sweeping allergy.
Pray for my niece in Colorado. She has a fire five miles from her house. Very scary
Peace from the Hooch..