After the summer's heat and drought, the month of September ended on a very wet note. Yesterday, there were nearly three inches of rain in my neighborhood. More is forecast for today. The backyard lawn is growing like it's spring. And my fruit trees are still dark green.
I know that the swampy warmth and rain won't last forever. In fact, a close look reveals the start of fall color on the fruit trees. Soon enough the cold mornings will linger and the trees will shed their leaves. But for as long as it lasts, I'll enjoy the lush green of my backyard.
As I contemplate the damage of first 6 months of the Cheetoh Kleptocrat’s rule, I cannot fathom what the next 6 will bring us. I grow weary of the vigilant fear that is occasioned by this president. Time to exercise the 25th amendment, y’all. I like to read (I just finished Jane Austen’s Emma), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… baby bunnies, summer blooms, morning coffee, flip flops and toe rings, planning history lessons, Harriet Tubman, enchanted fairy gardens, farm stands, homegrown tomatoes, thinking about my bulletin board, crisp white shirts, leisurely summer days, mowing the lawn, pinning my hair in a bun, lush green hostas, shiny wood floors, adventures with T, and a sweaty workout.