I've spent a lot of time outside today because it was another perfectly perfect day. It is still beyond gorgeous. So much green against a clear blue sky, a breeze making the wisteria leaves do a little flutter dance. The birds have been so busy, singing and eating and probably taking care of babies or waiting for babies to take care of. The cardinals have been bathing in the bird bath and squirrels chitter from tree to tree, talking about whatever it is that squirrels discuss. The confederate jasmine has begun blooming and I can smell its perfume from fifty feet away.
Maurice has followed me around all day, keeping watch over me or being amused by me- I have no idea. But it simply can't be a coincidence that every time I look up from whatever I'm doing outside, the little tiger is around, being so careful not to look at me directly, not to appear interested in the least. She is good company. I remember how the chickens, too, would find me outside and often perch on the garden cart and peck through whatever I had in there to see if any of it was interesting. How I miss their soft, sturdy bodies, the flap of their wings as they fluttered down from a roost.
I spent some time doing potted plant things. I started out by separating those tiny tomato seedlings and giving them each their own little pots. I seriously doubt that they are going to breed true. Oh well. It's worth a try, right?
I potted some giant begonia rootlings along with some I already had in a pot and watered them well. I can put begonia pots on the ground now that the chickens are gone. They loved begonias more than almost any other food. I replaced the Swedish ivy in a hanging pot outside that froze in the winter, with more that I'd rooted. I cleared out the bed to the left of the steps off the back porch to plant another jar-full of the firespike I'd rooted over the winter. I picked up some limbs and I trimmed a palm frond that had broken and tidied up some of the hydrangeas. I also cleaned out around a tree in the front yard and the place where Elvis was laid to rest.
The rose I planted in the garden is budding out beautifully.
"I didn't ask him to do it," Lily told me. "So don't fuss at me."
It was sweet to see all of them, even if just for a few moments. I got some wonderful hugs.
As is Florida although Florida is possibly worse. I don't know.
But it seems to me that we can't just boycott the states we abhor the politics of. Well, of course people can boycott them if they want. But it seems so much more complex than that. I think of the people in these states who support their families with businesses that are geared towards travelers. Trust me when I say that many of the those people are as Yellow Dog Democrat as any of us are. As left-leaning, human rights supporting as anyone can be. People who are fighting for women's rights, minority rights, LGBTQIA rights. People who love their states, not the politics of them.
Is this good for their business? You bet. But does it make me happy to see DeSantis outwitted?
More than you can know.