Well, I have finally started to settle into my summer "routine." Rise early, feed the cats, feed my feathered friends, feed the old man. (I cheated today and went to the clown's place.) Psyche has returned which can only mean that she has kittens nearby. I barely saw her for a year, and suddenly, she's a daily drop by. Helps Shadow eat his breakfast. He backs off when she shows up and waits his turn, so we know who the boss is--little sister. She failed motherhood last year. We will see about this time around--maybe.
Each day I do a little something that looks like work. Yesterday, I started a flower bed, trimmed around a little bit in preparation to do some mulching today, moved a few iris, mowed the front of the Acres. Today, I'll do a little more bed building and start the mulching. The iris are all but done--a few are still blooming and my Gardening Angels saved a new one for next week. It just started to bud this week. I will find out next week what color it is. "Tune in" to the Saturday slide show and eventually it will be there. The lilies are just starting to bloom, and it's going to be a banner year for larkspur--they do an impressive job of re-seeding themselves--as active as the love-in-the-midst, of which I have millions. The roses have started to bloom as well--some reds and pinks. I don't know what other surprises my Angels have for me this summer, but I will be content with the "resurrection" of the one iris that hadn't bloomed for five years. It was a beauty I brought up from Mom and Pop's. Thought I would never see it again, but "presto" there it was. Maybe the other one I really love is around somewhere as well . . .the angels are just keeping it until next year. Can't have too much excitement in one summer--the old heart may not be able to handle it.
I take at least one weekly trip to the Pizza Hut buffet. Get a daily newspaper (It's an old people thing kids). Take my many walks and sit-downs on the hill. (Lots of bluebirds around this year!) Spend the darkness reading. I was going to run down to Cincinnati tonight for the Cards and Reds, but it looks and feels like rain. Don't want to sit through a long rain delay in the evening. Get home too late. I think Sunday is an early game; maybe that one. Rain won't matter then. One last Senior Graduation party tomorrow. Then, I think that may be it. What a lovely summer time rut I can get into then. Ah--a hermit's dream.
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