I awoke at 4:45am to my alarm and the sound of rain lashing against the windows. The kids’ school was on a 2-hour delay due to heavy rain and potential flooding, but our daughter’s swim practice was still on for 5:30. The last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed to drive … Continue reading Flex Day Flood Day
All day I’ve waited for a storm. The forecast showed thunder and lightning today. Our new meadow garden at the top of the long hill, where the hose doesn’t reach, could use some water. In the cool of morning, I went out in the front garden, where the hose does reach, and drenched the new plantings: Bananarama Lantana, Becky Shasta … Continue reading Waiting for the storm
I am at Barnes & Noble on a sodden Friday — my flex day. On the round Formica café table are my coffee, two gardening magazines, and a warm peanut butter cup cookie on a white ceramic plate (“For here, please”). The café hums behind me — I spent far too much time selecting my … Continue reading Rainy day at the book store
I’m sitting by the window with a fuzzy blanket on my lap and a cup of coffee steaming on the sill. The sun has just come out and is shining on a fresh coat of unexpected snow. The light on the white porch rail is dazzling. Fresh snow sparkles in the herb bed. I slept … Continue reading Snow white
Image courtesy of mypubliclands on Flickr (CC by 2.0) Deep, magical, dusted with stars: midnight blue. It was my favorite Crayola color. It was rich, mystical, a dark night blue with the tiniest hint of green. I looked for excuses to color night scenes, to color oceans. The Crayola boxes don’t contain midnight blue anymore. … Continue reading Midnight Blue
Butterfly Mind 