Today has been a better day and how could it not have been, waking up to see the light pouring through that sort-of curtain? I got the yellow silk a million years ago from a sale bin in front of a Woolworth's in St. Petersburg. Florida. And the heavenly fabric over it is a silk scarf I got in a consignment shop once in Tallahassee. Together, they make me very happy.
I did a few hours of weeding in the garden this afternoon and that was good for me. It has been in the low eighties but it was mostly overcast and breezy today and so I did not feel as if I would die of heatstroke. I also finally planted the Purple Haze camellia I bought weeks ago. The problem has been trying to figure out where to put it. The place I wanted to plant it was nixed by Mr. Moon as being too close to the house. Plants that touch the house cause continual dampness which leads to problems. And then it seemed like every other place I suggested was also a bad idea. Too close to the gas line. Too close to the generator.
Hmmm...well. He's so practical.
So I finally just dug up the camellia he'd planted a few years ago which had died, probably due to not getting enough water, and planted this one there. It's between two blueberry bushes which do not get enough sun but camellias like shade so as long as I keep it nice and hydrated, it has a chance. And we might actually get some blueberries this year because the few that always grew were plucked by the chickens who would do the most awkward flutter-hops to reach them with their clever beaks.
The wisteria is already beginning to purple up. I tried to take a picture today but it did not turn out well so I edited it a tiny bit for light and color.
Of course I planted a live oak and some olive trees and ripped out the boxwoods between the back porch and the pool and planted herbs and flowers and vegetables and palm trees and that was so lovely. It felt like a dream to have that pool. It still seems like one now.
It is raining. But just the merest sprinkle.