Morning Glory number two, taken early this morning.
I’m so grateful it’s relatively warm so these babies can bloom for a while. It’s going to get colder starting tomorrow, but no freezes in sight. And soon I’ll be in NYC (fingers crossed) so I won’t see the damage if there is a freeze. This will be the only fall I can remember where I’ll be so busy that all of things I normally do – bring plants in from the porch if it might freeze, mourn the loss of zinnias and morning glories and moonflowers because of an October/early November freeze – won’t be on my radar. I’m going to enjoy this season of “I have no responsibility for the survival of my plants.” Because normally, I absolutely feel I have responsibility for them, hence the many photos over the years of lots of potted porch plants sitting in our entryway.
Today we have a table read of the script. Happily, all I have to do is watch and listen. Then I’m going to tend to some things around here and RELAX, which I wrote in capital letters in my planner. I’m making Don do the same.
Late afternoon play with Imogen:
Imogen and Monty have become friends. Monty is a gentle guy and Imogen liked him immediately.
She likes to pet him.
Who wouldn’t?
Monty has been with us for almost 20 years. We found him in a little shop when we first moved out East. We named him Monty in honor of the little hamlet where we lived: Montrose. He has the sweetest expression on his face.
I pet him frequently, too.
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.