Day 507: White iris

It was a steamy hot day and the pool got up to 73!  What a delight to swim and garden again.  When we met Amy tonight, she said that everyone was miserable and cranky at school.  Those days were so difficult and I feel sorry that they are trapped inside.  I transplanted many lilies and hostas and Steve finished putting down mulch on the the back deck garden.

Tomorrow is the Memorial Day Program and she was busy preparing her speech.  We prepped the flowers and the memorial bench, but no one really knows what they represent.  We have agreed that we will get two plaques made, one for Phil Witkowski and one for Jon Gollnitz to install on the bench.  Then we'll meet with the new student council in September and outline how they can take over the care and maintenance of the memorial.  It's time they took ownership like they have of the program.

The police chief delivered the last tent to our house tonight while we were watching tv, me in pjs and Steve in underwear.  Only the poles to that tent are missing and we hope to get those in the morning.  When we delivered the packs to the store room, the entire area was blocked by athletic equipment again.  Thank you notes are the next item on the agenda.

Back deck garden