Subtitled: OMG! IT'S AUGUST 1ST AND IT'S 62 DEGREES!
The second coolest summer on record here. I am not complaining, except "How come we can't have it like this ALL the time?? Huh?" The gladioli are starting to bloom and the very dark ones are my faves. This is the same patch where the peas grew until the bunny ate everything! It's at this time of the year that I always have gardener's remorse: Why didn't I work harder and make a larger garden? My muscles tell one story in spring; my imagination tells another in August!
More faves from the garden: Madonna Lilies! Oh how I love their fragrance! As I said last year, you never know where these will show up in the garden. I'm always astonished, to be honest!
Bhu is having a nap under the antique oak rocker, so no photo-op there. "U getz away furrum me! Me iz nappin!"
Corless says I am smarter than Natalie Wood. Actually, the character she played in "Miracle on 34th Street" was a fair representation of me as a child (except I wasn't a snotty know-it-all, but I did sit on Santa's lap at Macy's . . . repeatedly). When I was a gifted child, I always missed my friends in the middle. Play is good for humans and that is the part of life I have neglected. Maybe "neglected" is the wrong term, because it hasn't been an entirely voluntary decision. I chose to be responsible for my family's well-being out of necessity. I chose to take care of myself instead of relying on others. I have always paid my bills and lived within or below my means. I have been "green" when green wasn't cool. I give, I tolerate, I testify, but I do not thrive. What will my future hold?
Bhu sez, "OMG, U R so neurotic! Ur future will be to makez me some more chicken liver pate. U iz good at that!" Well, thanks, Bhu! I'm glad you like it! xxoo Patty