I’m sitting in front of an open window listening to a mockingbird and enjoying a cool morning breeze. That said, I’m wondering if I have time to both work in the garden and run before it gets hot. Yes, summer is almost here. Proof? Last night at sunset I stepped outside to a pleasant breeze. Then the sun set, the wind died down, and the humidity spiked. No sleeping with open windows last night, or probably again until I get to New Mexico.
My garden is at its peak. The gardenias and magnolias are in bloom, the petunias haven’t lost their luster, and the jasmine and verbena are trailing off the pergola. By Memorial Day, everything will just struggle to stay alive for the next four or five months of unrelenting heat and humidity
And all the work I’ve put into the garden to prepare it for summer has taken its toll, as I’m suffering from both poison ivy and fire ant bites.
So between doses of various ointments and salves and sheltering in the AC, I’ve already set my sights north and west. In the meantime, there are still a couple hours in the morning and evening I can enjoy being out in my garden rather than just looking at it from my kitchen window.