Daisies

Our apartment manager was out mowing the grass this afternoon and I was tempted to run out and ask him to leave the daisies along the edge of the lake alone because I like them.  I needn't have worried: the heat must have gotten to him because he quit mowing after about the third pass so the daisies are safe, at least for another day.  

Today was the due date for my great-grandson to arrive.  His mom and dad said they've given him an eviction notice but apparently he's not paying attention.  Mom-to-be is definitely ready for him to appear.  I sympathize with her being pregnant in the heat because my daughter was born in August, in California when it was about 90.  The whole family is waiting anxiously!