The bearded irises Nanny sent finally bloomed this year. It's like having a little piece of Scituate in the desert. I am really excited about them because our summer trip always comes too late in the season to enjoy them in Nanny's garden, and because I usually end up killing anything I try to grow. They make me all the more anxious for summer to come. Six more weeks of school, but who's counting?


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