Breathing again

Hmm. I’m starting to feel better.

I’m chalking it up to the toast.

And the approach of a three day weekend. I can hardly wait.

We’re going to a barbecue at our friends’ house. I’ll spend some time out in the garden. I think I’ll try to get to this Maira Kalman exhibit. And the local nursery is having a sale.

I saw amazing gardens in Quebec which inspired me. They’re the sort of gardens kept in front of seaside cottages, no doubt kept by 80 year old women. They’re huge, and almost out of control. They have a lot of phlox and rudbeckia — big huge patches. I think that’s the key — big beds of one kind of flower. Anyway, I’m thinking about how I can replicate them in my yard. And now is the time to plant.

N’s new phone is fancy, because that was the only one offered for free. Also, she is eagerly awaiting Earl, although I’m not sure it’s going to affect her much. It is certainly going to affect my mother, though, whose house is just on the northern edge of that fuscia patch. Hmmm.

Excitement.

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2 thoughts on “Breathing again

  1. It’s funny, I’ve been thinking exactly the same thing about my garden. I recommend the rudbeckia, as a) it naturalizes like crazy and b) it attracts tons of birds who like the seeds.

    • It’s very funny — there were also lovely gardens in Columbus, and while there we say a goldfinch eating the seeds from a coneflower. But I’ve never seen them do that here. Maybe they do when I’m not looking.

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