Thursday, June 2, 2011
I'm dreaming of the beach. But I'm weeding and watering in reality. Heat hit our home full force this week. I killed one of my lovely ferns on the screen porch. I think I can revive it though. This is the first time this growing season I've had to get out with the hose. I soaked the vegetables today because I locked myself and the four rascals outside so I thought I may as well get some work done. Then, after said rascals were in bed I went out and trimmed the wisteria, chopped down the rust-laden hollyhocks and weeded like a mad woman until it was too dark to see (9:00).
It was just me and the fireflies. Not bad for not being the beach.