We've had so much rain in the past week, including one particularly rainy day leading into the Memorial Day weekend. So much so that when I walked through the nearby park, there was standing water in places I only see it when the snow melts.
I tried to find out how much had fallen in the 24 hour period and one place said a little more than half an inch. It sure seemed like more as it pounded down all afternoon and late into the night. I canceled my walk that day!
One thing for sure, not much swinging is going to get done til it drains away.
I usually exit the park here and follow the path around the dog park back to the main street. When it's like this, I need to detour across the grass if it's not soggy.
I checked out the decorative plum trees to see if they were still blooming.
Oh yes - and every open bloom is so pretty.
The lilac bush is still blooming too, but along the fence around its yard, some roses are now blooming, putting forth so much scent.
And drawing this bee which was flitting so fast between blooms that I could barely catch him on camera. Just a few seconds after landing it was hurrying on to the next. Hard to see how it could be picking up any pollen at all at that speed.
As proof that nature always prevails, once home I notice this little viola blooming in the crack in the driveway. You might remember my surprise when last year I discover the pot by the front steps was suddenly full of these blooming away, me not knowing where they came from. This little guy must be from that pot which now may not have any in it this year. I've planted snapdragons in it after removing a layer of moss and digging up the soil to aerate it. But we shall see.
I also made a trip to the library this week and noticed that their outside water feature was up and running with flowers blooming around it.
Doesn't really show in the picture but there IS water gently cascading from back to front, its sound one I crave. I've sat before it when I didn't have a sketchbook with me but would like to try sketching it sometime.
Knitting continues, ready to shape the neckline which takes only 6 rows. I put an inscription on the opening page of the second butterfly binding book and sent it off as a graduation present to the daughter of one of my late husband's students at his very first teaching job. Making me feel even older than I already do and reminding me of the special relationship we developed with his whole family. Haven't seen him in years but do the "keep in touch by Christmas card" thing with the arrival in the mail of the graduation announcement being proof it has been worth it.
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| It rained overnight - of course it did :-) |
Hoping to get a bit more on track during the upcoming week, but you never know. Ran across this quotation and thought it rather sounds like me, how I've always been, why I somewhat flit from interesting thing to interesting thing a bit like that bee and recently find myself thinking that I have too many interests:
“We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.” – Walt Disney
4 comments:
I enjoyed the photos of your walks around town! You're keeping busy despite not actually being in your studio. We camp often during the summer &, although not a Motel 6, our camper is a 'motel room with wheels!' All the benefits of the great outdoors with a nice bed at night! Jan in WY
My dad got to that point too, after years of camping with my older brothers. Once they were out of the house and it was just me and mom on those trips, he announced he was tired of putting up tents in the rain and bought a pickup truck with a camper on back. In a pinch it could sleep 4, had a propane heater and stove and a water tank. No toilet but we managed because he liked the many well-maintained campgrounds that had outhouses in the areas he liked to fish. On longer vacations, he'd often find a KOA campground with a few more immensities like showers. Indeed, he liked traveling with his bed, to be able to even pull off along the side of the road if need be to take a break, fix a cup of coffee or have a quick nap. A certain kind of freedom that you enjoy too!
I loved to backpack in my 20s, finding a beautiful secluded spot in Mother Nature and making my "nest." But now hotels are the only way to go!
Oh Sherrie - lol - so very true! One of my brothers and I were just talking about how we now prefer hotels to staying at people's houses, even relatives' houses. We get into these routines and a hotel room allows us to do what we need to do in peace before and after diving into visiting activities.
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