I’m enjoying a rare day off, right in the middle of the week, and it gives me a chance to join Jane’s Flowers In the House party. I’m definitely late to the party, but this is what vacation days are for, and it seems too fun not to join in.
We inherited a bedraggled hydrangea when we moved in 8 years ago. I love the way the blooms fade like watercolors from blue to pink. By summer’s end they’ll be green. I tucked in a woodland fern that grows in the same bed.
Ordinarily, at this time of year, in this part of the world, at this time of early morning,
the sun would already be casting uncomfortable heat.
But last night i slept with a blanket and today the first rays of sun against the house are countered by a breeze that calls for a sweater.
Grateful, I ease into the cool morning, coffee in hand, while the cat lounges beside me.