This week, the dogwood flowers are nice and large.
Last summer's hurricane felled a tree in my neighbor's yard. That tree shaded a good deal of my driveway and was also much larger than the dogwood, so my tree was forced to grow in the shade. Once the neighbor's tree was gone, the dogwood got to enjoy a lot more sunshine.
And the tree has taken advantage of the improved growing climate. That's happy.
Just when I think Donald Trump can’t be more disgraceful, he manages to be worse. Living in hope is a challenge with this government in charge and yet I will persist. I like to read (I just finished Elena Ferrante’s My Brilliant Friend), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… fireflies at twilight, lanterns with tiny lights, my freshened front porch, laughter, air conditioning, visits to my fairy garden, tomato blooms, flower bouquets, tiny zinnia flowers, antique Mason jars, striped t-shirts, iced tea, summer’s relaxation, a pile of books to be read, chambray napkins, supper on the back deck, sleeping in, birds chirping, backyard bunnies, cutting the grass, and the sweaty feel of a good workout.