The bee balm is beginning to bloom.
I went outside to take a few pictures yesterday. The humidity was terrible and I felt lethargic so a fresh perspective was in order. After not doing a whole lot for many years, the rose bush in front of the house has taken off like wildfire this year. I’m rather stunned every time I look at it. Gardens and flowers are a mystery when it comes down to it. Some plants always do well. Others disappear from season to season. This rose bush, which I have considered removing in the past, is suddenly huge!
Go figure.
My brain is like mush in this very humid weather. I’ve always had a problem with high humidity, not to mention my allergies going haywire, as well. If you’re allergic to mold and mildew as I am, excess humidity is not your friend.
I saw two of the baby groundhogs yesterday, one of them Buddy. And the rabbit. And a baby bunny this morning.
We’re due for thunderstorms today. It’s in the forecast every day this week. We’ll get rain, which is good, but this particular weather pattern is hanging over us and won’t budge.
So don’t expect profound writing here on the blog. My brain is incapable of it.
Little Z is not so little anymore. He’s 12 and his voice is changing. How did that happen? He’s looking so grown up lately. I think I’ll have to call him “Z” from now on. I’ve never had kids, but I imagine that particular change – of voice – has to be a bit sad for Moms (and Dads). It’s evidence your child is no longer a little kid. And when it’s your last child, as with Mere, it has to be particularly bittersweet.
Okay. I’m already sweating.
Stay safe.
Happy Monday.
