This is the one spot in my garden that actually looks kind of nice — purely by accident. I managed to get a few things planted there last winter. It actually looks a bit nicer in real life — the eye tends to excise those empty plastic pots where some dahlias died last fall. And the poppies and the geraniums really do look nice together.
Anyway, I think I am feeling better. I’ve been making summer plans like a madwoman, and that’s actually a good thing. I think I’m calling on the vestigial skills I have from trying to put together many summers’ worth of camps for two kids with different friends and different interests.
So there is a buttload of family activities going on, but I think I have that almost nailed those down and then I’m going to move on to matters of personal interest, including possibly a trip to Mono Lake to see some birds.
Doesn’t that sound like fun? I think that sounds like an intense amount of fun. I think there are few places more beautiful than the eastern Sierras
So — that’s good.