If you are my kid and you get hit with a heat wave, your fill your backpacks with tea party food and prepare to go off on safari.
If you are me, you haul out all your landscaping gear and get to work. After all, heat stroke isn't a big deal when flowers are on the line.
I didn't really have a choice though, if I didn't want all this bounty to go to waste: One of Aaron's co-workers was thinning out his garden, and asked if I wanted anything. Of course I said yes, but that was before Wisconsin turned into Death Valley. But, since the heat is here to stay for a while, I had to get the stuff into the ground fast or suffer the brown and dried out consequences. I can't wait to see it all in bloom next year - it will make all the sweat (and bug spray dripping into the eyes) worthwhile.