In the morning, after breakfast, I wander around my garden. Feverfew is blooming. It's an independent plant, seeding itself thither and yon. I don't mind - the small plants that I don't want to grow into flowers I yank, the others I let grow. The blooms are bright and cheery and great in bouquets.
I have a couple of pots that I move around the garden to fill in blank spots here and there. This pot of succulents is keeping the herbs company these days.
At times, our local pharmacy has a table of used books for sale by the front door. On the honour system - just drop your toony ($2 coin) into the can. I was pleased to find both of the above this week. Do you find that reading a new cookbook can revitalize your cooking? I do.
Cool hydrangeas belie the temperature. It's evening now as I write - 8:30 pm. Warm, golden light. Deep shadows cast by a still strong sun. Everything is still. Breathless. A summer's evening.
Wishing all my American readers a very happy 4th of July tomorrow!