Spring started early around here and it's been a season of lovely warm days; the best spring in my memory, in fact. I had my vegetable garden planted by the middle of April, which means that I am actively watching the rain totals and that too has been right on target. The result is that everything in the yard has the fresh color and texture of new green. The front yard flowerbed is no exception.
The azaleas have finished blooming. A few weeks ago, I put some gladioli bulbs down and those flowers will be the next color in the bed. Come August, the rose-of-Sharon tree will bloom. Making a picture of this patch of garden each month has made me mindful of how it changes, a nice metaphor for the progress of the calendar year.
I’ve grown weary of the daily Trump ignorance and mysogyny. I think that the void in GOP leadership is terrifying for our nation. I like to read (I just finished Winston Graham’s The Angry Tide), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… jack-o-lanterns, Halloween decorations, Fall mums, cool mornings, black cats, witch hats & broomsticks, cheese trays, You Tube hair videos, Fall sweaters, watching JT cross the finish line, my teal coffee cup, planning treats, sunrises, sleeping with the windows open, good books, visits with family, Ken Burns documentaries, and the feel of a sweaty workout.