Here I am, finishing up my doctorate and still waiting for the next door to open. My knuckles get raw from knocking. They said it would open doors, and I need to stay optimistic, positive.
The garden helps. And, the blog is to be my happy place, so I won’t dwell on bloody knuckles here. I will say that when I left my computer to go put compost and manure in my daylily pots (some needed to be replanted do to settling), my mood shifted. I was focused in the moment. Painting daylily tiles does the same thing. Flow. Loss of time, self. So, hey, what a blessing these guys are to grow. It is more than the blooms . . . it is the cycle of life.
Today was my last Pizza Crust for the year. It is a lot prettier later in the day to me. So, this was actually taken in the evening. Have to savor the last one.
And. Stella. She seems to be taking a break before sending new scapes . . . and I have 3 of her. So, I shall be patient.
I still have Frans Hals, Heirloom Heaven, and Red Hot Returns. And, a few new plantings on the way . . . big, classy spiders. I just love them with the yucca. As Tom Hanks said in Castaway – Let’s see what the tide brings in tomorrow. A new bloom, an interview, a porta-potty? Here is to optimism!