Except mine, that is. The storm system that pounded much of the Houston area yesterday stayed well south of MCOK. As usual.
Fine, I exaggerate. But it FEELS that way. It seems like light years since I've seen a view like this out my front gate (This is an old picture, taken in November of 2003 or 2004, I think.) That wheelbarrow is at the end of the sidewalk and the lake you see? That's my street.
I feel like this Goddess of the Garden ... I swear her face changes expression according to my moods. Doesn't she look despondent right now?
She and I would both do well to take inspiration from this brave little native columbine (Aquilegia canadensis). I bought several 4 inch pots of these at a local nursery and planted them in my courtyard sometime this spring ... I'm thinking it was before my surgical safari in March. I was disappointed (there's a dis again) and perplexed when they failed not only to bloom but to grow. They languished there, showing no inclination to do anything other than sulk. It was a happy surprise yesterday to find one of the plants blooming. True, it's a little droopy and disheveled, much like I am these days. This isn't the kind of weather it normally prefers: it's supposed to be happiest in spring's cooler temperatures and softer light. Yet somewhere in its depths this plant found the strength to carry on. It's a reminder that I can, too.
Fine, I exaggerate. But it FEELS that way. It seems like light years since I've seen a view like this out my front gate (This is an old picture, taken in November of 2003 or 2004, I think.) That wheelbarrow is at the end of the sidewalk and the lake you see? That's my street.
I feel like this Goddess of the Garden ... I swear her face changes expression according to my moods. Doesn't she look despondent right now?
She and I would both do well to take inspiration from this brave little native columbine (Aquilegia canadensis). I bought several 4 inch pots of these at a local nursery and planted them in my courtyard sometime this spring ... I'm thinking it was before my surgical safari in March. I was disappointed (there's a dis again) and perplexed when they failed not only to bloom but to grow. They languished there, showing no inclination to do anything other than sulk. It was a happy surprise yesterday to find one of the plants blooming. True, it's a little droopy and disheveled, much like I am these days. This isn't the kind of weather it normally prefers: it's supposed to be happiest in spring's cooler temperatures and softer light. Yet somewhere in its depths this plant found the strength to carry on. It's a reminder that I can, too.
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So, here I am doing a rain dance for you!!! Kayce
No rain here either. Clouds, thunder but no rain.
Starting to wonder if it is possible to seed clouds from one's rooftop?
Herself, did the system miss y'all? That's so frustrating!
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It went through every area around us, but left a donut hole where no rain fell.
Guess where I live.
sigh.
We dream of rain....and we are in our dry season! Hope it comes your way too.
Hopin
Gail