Friday, July 26, 2013

More mundane garden shots....

View from the attic window



Adding a second tank for plants and the baby goldfish


Coneflowers are blooming


Hollyhocks too


And finally, the verbascum is sending up flower stalks


What a week!

Baby Cambridge arrived!  July 22, 2013.  Hurray!  Cheers to the perfect family.





























Thursday, July 18, 2013

Mid July doldrums

It's too hot to do anything except water plants and stay inside with the air conditioner.

Dahlias for the first time in my garden.

Butterfly bush is in full bloom.



The bush is huge.  The scent fills the yard.

Nearly finished moving my workspace to the attic.


Just about every organizing box that can be purchased.
Still can't find anything though.

Slowly knitting a baby blanket.

The old dresser that Orlinda and Avery brought up
after July 4th.  This belonged to Aunt Beulah Tewell.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Raindrops

I'm meant to be cleaning house as company is coming later this week.  Instead I'm looking at sparkling raindrops outside.












Sunday, June 30, 2013

One year later



I retired one year ago today.  
Three hundred sixty five days of pure self indulgence.  
I feel light as a butterfly.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Corvette Weekend

Today I got to watch the parade of Corvettes with Phyllis and Joe Williams, the local Corvette experts.   If you have a Corvette question, just ask them.  Enough said. 







Sunday, June 9, 2013

Catalpa time

Growing up, I had two trees of my own.  One was a willow that I planted from a twig. The other was an old catalpa tree.  I could climb the catalpa and sit up in the crotch.  I think I had romantic notions about reading up there but I don't think I ever did, even though I read all the time when I was younger.  Dad wove an iron pipe through the branches and I used that for a monkey bar.  But my favorite thing about that tree was the clump of fungi called little british soldiers that grew up in the rotting hollow of a broken branch.  My fifth grade teacher, Miss Ruth England, had the same fungus growing in an old terrarium that she would bring to school.  It felt very special to have my own little british soldiers.

My tree is gone now but I have a new catalpa tree to enjoy.





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