Sunday, July 19, 2015

Sunday

It is not an idle day -- not by any stretch of the imagination. It's odd that a post from my farmette home base should be necessarily quick and brief and that posts written during a canoeing trip suffered none of the rush I feel now, but that, in fact is the reality of this week: I only have time for a few words here.

I cannot emphasize enough how peaceful the garden is now that a rooster has gone to his hen harem.




farmette-4.jpg




The girls seem content to keep an eye on us and the bickering I feared would seep in with Oreo's departure never happened.

Even Isie boy is coming out more often -- this morning he joined us on the porch for breakfast. In true cat like fashion, he took center stage.


farmette-3.jpg



Ed and I do take the time to play tennis. We've played far too few games this year and the weather -- breezy and mild -- is perfect for it.


farmette-7.jpg



Then comes the tedious part of surveying our veggie patch (mostly tomatoes and cukes). It is, of course, overgrown with bindweed and we spend a handful of hours pulling it out. But the crop of tomatoes looks promising and the cucumbers are already huge.


farmette-12.jpg



And we're getting a smattering of blueberries...


farmette-9.jpg



(The girls follow us to this western-most corner of the farmette. Are they bolder without their overseer, or are they simply more attached to us now?)


farmette-13.jpg




Then in the afternoon I play with Snowdrop.


farmette-25.jpg



She is, as always, full of cheer and she puts her entire being into whatever project she sets forth for herself.


farmette-33.jpg



Reason enough to wear down! I take her for a walk...


farmette-37.jpg


...but make the mistake of both raising up her stroller seat and flipping the direction of our round-the-lake walk. Poor, poor Snowdrop: surely missing her mommy (who is out of town for a couple of days) and now this! She barely holds it together until we return home.

Changes can be rough, though maybe they do teach you something. For example, Snowdrop learned that a loop can be walked in either direction. A new way to reconsider old configurations.


We have guests this week at the farmhouse -- Ed's friends from college days. We eat dinner, they recall people and places from years past, but mostly we all go back to the events of this past week. The skies turn darker, the bats fly out and do their nightly dance, the fireflies take flight as well. That and a cool breeze: the best of a summer night.

5 comments:

  1. While you day may have hectic, I feel a calmness coming here and seeing so many of my favorites - Ed smiling as he pets Isis, little S with all her energy (and look at all her beautiful hair-as our little guy has so very little of it), and my beloved nasturtiums. Miss mine! ox

    ReplyDelete
  2. Thinking of you a lot during these tough times. So nice to see Isie boy again.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Nina, what is your thinking about allowing the cat to walk all over your food table, with the food right there! I was always told that was a no-no, big time... or maybe Iowan felines are more sterile than the East Coast kind?

    Your flowers are magazine-worthy!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Don't know about direction, but you must have changed something (or she must have changed?) since no more Snowdrop stroller scowls. And no Snowdrop photo Flickr issues today!

    ReplyDelete
  5. S is such a cutie! She is a light in the morning. Don't you think her hair has grown noticeably while you were in NY?

    The stroller ride - oh no she couldn't! really? realize that you're taking a different route and she's seeing things out of their usual order?

    Would my little C perceive this? I don't know. Two weeks since I've seen her - Mommy just sent lots of photos - they just make me REALLY want to hold her!

    ReplyDelete

I welcome comments, but I will not publish submissions that insult or demean, or that are posted anonymously. I am sorry to lose commenting Ocean friends who are not registered, but I want to encourage readers to submit remarks only if they feel they can stand behind their words. I do not seek a free-for-all here. I like camaraderie far more than conflict.