You can see some of the yarrow that is growing in the corral. It’s taller than this now, as this picture was taken last week. Interestingly, it has self-seeded on either side of the path that the dogs created. And that we use, as well. The path isn’t marked. It just is, and it’s as if the yarrow knew that.
Very hot and humid here in the Hudson Valley. We had very heavy rains yesterday morning (of course we did, the hydrangeas had just bloomed – another unwritten rule) but we managed to escape the thunderstorms predicted for the afternoon. I stayed indoors reading. As with the day after all ‘big events’ a slight feeling of letdown permeated the day. I was slightly irritable, my allergies were a pain in the tush, I didn’t know what to do with myself. And, most importantly, I couldn’t get those children being held in detention, aka concentration, camps at the border out of my mind. I can’t write about it. I’ll cry. It’s all I’m thinking about right now. And trying not to think about.
I was stationed on the sofa in the living room, reading The Diary of a Bookseller, which I’m really enjoying.
We installed the air conditioner in the office this morning. We’d held off on that one but it’s been really, really warm in there and I have lots of plants scattered around the room. Plus, Don keeps his guitars there. Too much heat isn’t good for them.
We’re going to take a little walk as soon as I finish this. We keep forgetting to do that and I want us to get back on track. Books, blogs, guitars, gardens – we’re quite easily distracted and, before we know it, the day has passed without a walk.
Happy Wednesday.
what a pretty spot (and photo) … glad it’s yours to enjoy!
i can relate to that “letdown” feeling after certain times. hope today’s brighter for you … in more ways than one.
kathy in iowa
Thank you Kathy!
I would like to recommend a book for you that I really love (tho it is not about book sellers), and it is a book I like to reread periodically: Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day by Winifred Watson. It was originally published in 1938, but if you can find the Persephone Books ed , there is a great preface by Henrietta Twycross-Martin. Miss Pettigrew is an out of work governess (who really does not like children) and she goes for an job interview and the story takes off from there. I think it is a sweet (but not cloying), charming story and very funny at times. I think you might like it –and I won’t take it personally if you do not… :-)
Maybe it will help distract you at least temporarily from some of the awful things going on right now in our country.
Elizabeth, I loved the movie with Frances McDormand. Have you seen it? Is it similar to the book? I didn’t know it was based on a book and will look for it.
Wendy and Claudia,
I have not seen the movie “Miss Pettigrew lives for a day” so I cannot speak to how well it might capture the essence of the book. But now *I* will go look for the movie!
xo
I’m familiar with the movie. I’ll look for a copy, Elizabeth! Thank you.
Those children are on my mind too, Claudia. Just wayyyyyy too sad.
As Elizabeth, above my note, said, try to stay distracted. That’s about all we can do until he’s out of office.
Your friend in OB!
Thank you, Priscilla!
My yarrow don’t grown more than 6-8″, Claudia. Perhaps it’s a different type? Enjoy your walk.
I have no idea! I planted the original yarrow many, many years ago!
Ah, distractions! Both joyful and indeed, a little frustrating at times. But it all looks lovely.
Thanks, Jeanie!
I had such a great day yesterday also. Now today I’m feeling horrible as I saw a photo of a man and his little girl that drowned trying to cross the Rio Grande. The wait to get help is so long the man was desperate. Tears and more tears at how we are treating other humans and especially the children. We must fight this at all levels. Going out for a walk to clear my head. Hugs!
I cannot comprehend how we do this to our fellow man, Linda. I cannot comprehend it. xo
I saw that photo too, Linda and it made me sick to my stomach. I can’t wrap my head around these atrocities.
Same weather here now – hot and humid. We’re in the 80’s right now which isn’t terrible, but will be in the 90’s by the weekend. We had a big thunderstorm come through here yesterday for about 1/2 hour, then the sun came back out in full force, so you talk about humidity! I spent part of the afternoon reading, too…and even took a little 1/2 hour nap during the storm.
Brian and I have been taking a walk down to the lake and then around the neighborhood – so about 1-1/2 miles – every evening. He’s working 3-11 PM today though, so I have plans to go out to dinner with a friend. Will just have to take by evening walk by myself later tonight.
Have a good day!
Yes, our walk is about a mile and a half, as well. Boy was it humid while we were walking this morning!
I have first hand experience with this. I’m a kindergarten teacher in VA and a new student came to me in February. Whenever I corrected him he cried and hugged me. Now I know why he did this. I implore teachers of young children to look in their cum folders. The history of their time will more than likely be there. My heart breaks for these children and the families.
Oh, how heartbreaking! Thank you for sharing this with us, Sandy.
Lovely pic of that table and plants. I worked outside for a bit this morning….just can’t handle temps over 80 these days. I’ll try again early in the morning again tomorrow.
Hope you enjoyed your walk! Staying busy seems key to handling the politics of the day. Such a mess of his own doing….we’ll be better off when he’s gone. Now…to find something to distract me. Enjoy your day! ;)
In the meantime, those children’s lives will be changed forever.
Unfortunately that’s all too true.
xo
I am so distressed over those children. I cry, I fume, and I feel so helpless. I had my day planned out and was just getting started on it when my six year old granddaughter Facetimed me. She wanted to play so that is what we did. It stretched out into a three hour session and I realized how blessed I am that my grandchildren are safe. She is just down the road from me now, but she still loves our Facetime together and so do I. I will never take any of our times together for granted again. xo Laura
It makes me so sick at heart, Laura. I can’t believe such cruelty exists. xo
I agree that the days go by too quickly; we can really fill them up at this age (I thought retirement was supposed to be easier).
Hope you feel better with those allergies; my husband’s are killing him, too. About to go to an allergist for the patch testing and try to get to the bottom of it ’cause NOTHING is working as regards the meds. He’s feeling your misery.
Thanks, Vicki!
In years to come will those children know we have cried for them or will they think we complacently let it happen? What can we do to help them beyond donating to people who do help them? All I can think of is to help those campaigning who would change what’s happening. Here in Texas, our calls to elected Texas lawmakers go unheeded. They tell us when we call that Senator X or Congressperson Y has not yet made up his mind and is still reviewing all facts and then he votes exactly as we knew he would.
I know. I wish there was a way I could travel to the border and do SOMETHING for them. I feel powerless.