The sun is out.
We’ve had 3 days of torrential rain, thunderstorms and wind. I was getting ready to build an ark.
But lo and behold, there is such a thing as the sun. Thank goodness.
Don has a gig today which involves performing on the Village Green in Woodstock, so no rain is a good thing.
Thank you for all the anniversary wishes. We had a lovely day together. It was low-key; we told stories about our first meeting on that fateful day twenty years ago. In honor of our anniversary, a friend of ours posted the video of a song by James Taylor called “On the Fourth of July” which so perfectly told our story that I cried. I immediately downloaded it and listened to it over and over. It was a day of gratitude for the miracle that drew us together on that particular Fourth of July. Of gratitude for the well wishes of so many of our friends; on this blog and on Facebook, friends from our childhood, from our work in the arts, from our families, from our ever-expanding world.
I’m so profoundly grateful.
I thought you might like another look at the plants and flowers that grow on the edge of our property. Some of them are blooming at the moment. I don’t know the names of most of them. Yet.
The milkweed flowers are about ready to burst open.
Berries on the wild honeysuckle.
I don’t know the name of this plant, but the daisy-like flowers are very sweet – maybe some sort of wild aster. Do you see the little bug flying toward the blossoms?
This plant grows on the edge of the property behind the kitchen and up in the back forty. It’s about four feet tall and those little yellow flowers are beginning to appear. Anyone know the name of this one? It intrigues me.
I love a dash of purple in the garden.
Today? All that rain means the lawn needs mowing. And the garden beds need weeding. And I want to work on the book blog. I’ve picked a name for it and have designed a simple header.
I hope you’re having a lovely weekend, my friends.