Hello everyone! It’s been a while. I hope everyone is doing well. I mean to write more, but I just can’t find the words.
I love warm weather and walking barefoot in the grass. Bitter cold and snow along with all the things that come with them are not high on my list of favorites. They’re actually on another list… 💩
But even when I’m scraping snow off my car and getting plowed in by the snow plow, if I take a moment to look up, it’s marvelous. ❄️
It’s late summer now, and the plants feel like they’re done. It’s been far too hot, far too rainy and the plants are tired. My eastern redbud is dying, its leaves have been dropping all summer and at the base of the tree, you can see the borers doing their damage. The shock of ERJ being sick combined with several other losses this summer broke my heart a little bit. But after some tests, the doctor says my heart is normal. It broke, but it is getting better. I saw a hummingbird a few days ago. I opened the front door and it was hovering above the red Zinnia, staring at me. It looked displeased. I apologized for the lack of selection, but most of the Zinnia had to be pulled because they got powdery mildew. A few days ago, a monarch butterfly arrived to the same plant, and was visibly irritated by the lack of selection. Hopefully they don’t leave me a bad review. I’d like more visitors next year.
I’ve seen a cicada shell, in the usual space I see them. On the clothes pole. I never catch the live bug – I arrive too late.
Ma’am has been here on and off. She had babies this summer, and her face is totally healed. I saw her last week. She’s looking good.
I have four fledgling robins in my backyard, two young squirrels, many sparrows, and very demanding Cardinals. My backyard is the nursery for all of the babies. There was plenty of water at ground level and above in the birdbath, and there are peanuts, served daily. I just wish the moms would come back and pick up their kids!
The hibiscus just finished up blooming. Acorns are dropping prematurely from William I, my 100-year-old Willow Oak. It’s likely due to the weather, or the small acorns not being pollinated. As I said, it was a rough summer.
We’re heading into spider season. I’ve got an office mate named “Stephen with a ph,” and he takes care of any fruit flies for me. I have to be careful not to bump him with my chair or he runs and hides. His cubicle is quite small, so I don’t insist he pay rent. Plus, he’s doing me a service. I only wish he could get the mosquitoes down to his lair.
Here are some photos of late spring and summer. I haven’t posted photos here in a while, and I have missed it. Watch the space for a 🕸️ post.
ERJ before the fatal diagnosisI had no idea these blooms were the lastSome type of Daisy like plant I couldn’t resistWild cloverMy mom’s clematis and a purple petuniaA bumble!Part of a wildflower mix – anyone know?Basil the pig and friendMa’am 💗Pink zinniaHibiscusBlack petunia, my favorite plantRed zinniaCicada shellAnnoyed Monarch butterfly on giant zinnia I DO NOT LIKE THE PINK KIND, LADY 😠
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
Even when it’s difficult, even when others don’t do the same, try to remain kind, because we don’t know what others are going through. And if we had the choice, we would want to be treated with kindness. It is challenging to try to keep kindness in your back pocket each day, because it seems we are met with so much cruelty and things that are unkind as soon as we leave the house. But if you look for it, kindness is out there, and sometimes it needs a starting point to gain momentum or to turn a grumpy person in the grocery store to a laughing one. It’s not easy to do this. It requires discipline and practice. Sometimes kindness does not work. There will always be those people who will not budge into a softer version of themselves. That’s OK, but do please leave those people in the dust.
Look for the ones who reciprocate the kindness – they will understand why you carry it with you.
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?
Do you know why? Because I can’t remember what it even was. It may have been my bowl of cereal yesterday. A box of cereal will set you back about twelve dollars these days.
Have a great day, everyone. Eat as healthy as you can within budget, but please remember to have a cookie or two sometimes.
I just answered a similar prompt, although it was asking to describe yourself to someone who couldn’t see you. My response was I smell like vanilla. Maybe it’s true, maybe it isn’t. But someone who can’t see me already knows what I smell like. People who can’t see have heightened other senses.
I wonder if WordPress simply forgot to add on the rest of the question to this prompt and it was published again. I’m just saying…it wouldn’t surprise me.
Honestly, I wouldn’t describe myself to anyone. Isn’t that a weird thing to do? Is this a job interview? I can’t think of a single other situation in life where describing yourself is asked.
I have never been asked to describe myself while filling the tank with gas, for example.
“Ten dollars on pump four, please,” I say as I pass the bill across the counter.
The clerk takes my money, then thoughtfully asks, “How would you describe yourself?”
“Currently?”
The clerk nods a gentle encouragement.
“I would describe myself as a little bit weirded out, impatient – because I’m waiting for you to hit the button so I can fill my gas tank, and I’m contemplating running out of here because this is stupidly awkward.”