The late-blooming roses are a delight right now. They really never do stop blooming entirely. It's hard to decide when to prune them for that very reason. Doesn't really seem to matter though. They always just start blooming again, almost immediately.
I just wrote a long post and, as I sometimes do, I deleted it all.
Sigh.
Nothing horrible or earthshaking or too personal. Just...who needs this? I suppose I needed to write it all down, get it all out and so I did. Mission accomplished.
Meanwhile, I got to town today after procrastinating for hours and hours but I did it and it was not easy but I needed to go to get foods and drinks that our friend Mark likes to have here when he housesits, which he is going to do for us while we're in Roseland. I appreciate and love him so much for taking care of things when we are gone and by god, if he wants mini Pepsi's, mini Pepsi's there will be! I got to see Lily. I sort of love it when we are talking while she's at work in the liquor store and a customer comes in and she says, "Let me know if I can help you. We're just chatting here. She's my mom," I well up with pride that I am the mother of this tall, beautiful, kind, helpful, gracious, smart woman.
Mr. Moon will be getting in very late tonight and tomorrow I believe we are going up to Georgia so he can pay the sheet rock guy, check out the job his crew did, and finish fixing the truck so he can drive it home. Glen's pretty sure that he can do all of this before lunch and I'm pretty sure it will take all day.
Sigh.
Glen Time. It has nothing to do with real time but after all these years, he still doesn't believe me when I point this out. I've got a lot to do before we leave on Thursday so I may or may not be stressing out a little. And I have pottery on Wednesday and I am not missing that. My flower bowl and spoon rest should be out of the kiln.
Anyway, by the time we get back, I'm pretty sure we'll have enough salad greens to cover all of our salad needs. And then soon, there will be pots of collards, mustards, kale, and turnip greens.
A good time of year, indeed.
Very sweet story about visiting Lily. I love how close you are with your babies. Very interesting observation about the merigolds! Maybe that's why. Huh. And I see your wild, wild horses on the shelf ( and now that song won't leave my brain-ha). And that's a beautiful flower. Enjoy "Glen-time" tomorrow and pottery Wednesday! You've got this (!) with getting ready for the trip. -Nicol
ReplyDeleteThe rose is very beautiful. I had no idea a rose could still be blooming in October. Maybe, only in FL?
ReplyDeleteYou'll be busy wrapping things up and preparing to go to Roseland.
Glen time is like Gary time. Except that Gary plans one project then keeps inserting more as he goes, ends up doing several things at once. Same in that it ends up the same: everything done. Much later than he expected.
ReplyDeleteMarigolds do seem to just keep on keeping on, just like roses.
ReplyDeleteUnless you two are going to be on the road by 6am, I can't see how Glen can get that all done:) But what do I know?
ReplyDeleteYour rose and the marigolds are beautiful. All of my flowers are done sadly. I dug up all my carrots and I'm in the process of watering the trees well before winter sets in. It's been such a dry year, the trees really need that last drink before winter.
Don't we all have our own version of Glen time!! I know I certainly do, especially when it comes to sewing club (I have to allow for all that unpicking)!
ReplyDeleteThat rose photo is stunning. All day or before lunch, I’m still amazed that Glen can do it all. Lily is so fortunate to have a mother like you.
ReplyDeleteMy marigolds are still going strong and I'm in Ohio. However, the temperatures are dropping now so they may not be much longer on this earth. I enjoy every day of their bright loveliness.
ReplyDeleteWe've still got 3 rose blooms, just about done for this year. Of course we haven't had our first real frost yet. Have fun running up to GA and doing everything before your Roseland relax!
ReplyDeleteWell - we can only imagine what was in the deleted post - making it rather like The Epstein Files. Regarding Glen Time, one can only wonder what form Mary Time takes. I guess that sometimes it is as slow as walking in treacle while at other times it's super fast - like sliding down a muddy river bank on your bottom - WHEEEEEEEE!
ReplyDeleteI still have not planted a single seed. Finding so much other stuff to fill my time.
ReplyDeleteGlen time is a lot like Tim time!
ReplyDeleteSafe Travels, it is great you have someone who housesits for you while you travel. I hadn't planted anything yet, but the Wild Birds did and now I have Corn growing! *LOL*
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to seeing your finished pottery! Yeah, I'd guess your time estimate is much more accurate than Glen's, based on your description.
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