You know, there is a reason Southerners speak more slowly than people in the northern half of the US. They just can't make the words travel any more quickly through that moisture-laden Southern air. In fact, there is no real Southern accent - it's just sound distortion due to atmospheric interference.
And...that's our science lesson for today. I'm sure y'all are feeling vastly reassured about my teaching abilities, vis-a-vis my 6 homeschooled children.
Let us conclude with a picture of my gorgeous rhododendron.
|There's an azalea trying to sneak into the picture there, bottom right. Pay it no mind.|
Whenever I am having a bad day and feel as though I am getting nothing done, I go outside and give myself credit for not inadvertently slaughtering this beauty. Even before we bought this house, I had admired this rhododendron from afar; and, since we moved here, I have been careful never to even attempt to care for it, lest my black thumb jinx the poor plant. This photo makes it evident that it has thrived under my benign neglect.
Time to go manage climate control here. Also, apparently, some children want to be fed. Enjoy your day, all you lucky AC-owning people, you!