As I scribe this, I sit in my tent near Blue Mesa Lake in Colorado. The wind finally stopped. It’ll be cool tonight, low 40s.
Maybe the reason I like camping is the raw exposure to nature. It’s how my daylilies live. And, they don’t have sleeping bags for the cold nights or tents to protect they from the wind. No wonder drought years (50% of the time?) Take their toll on bud count and bloom rate.
I had some great premiers today. All American Chief was a bonus plant I got 6 years ago that finally bloomed last year. It reminds me of Ruby Spider.
Cheyenne Eyes is a pretty Robert’s spider with an interesting color combo.
Comanche Princess also has a premiere. I live her curly spider legs.
My other pot that says Happy Returns had a bloom. I think it’s a little more yellow that the other pot I have on them.
It’s 10. I can barely keep my eyes open. I’m usually up until after midnight. The melatonin of watching a sunset, maybe feeling the temp drop. We respond to nature’s signals just like the daylilies.
Happy Birthday, Erica. May you be safe, may you be happy, may you be healthy, may you live with ease.