Sunday

It's late. The sun has long set, the skies are dark. The dinner dishes are stacked, Ed is dozing on the couch.

Typically, this is when I put the final touches on an Ocean post: I study the end day photos, I correct the text.

Not so today. I pushed nearly everything onto this late hour in favor of working outside before dusk set in. And so once again, I am scrambling to write something for you. Ocean has had to take a back seat to this most gorgeous day.



It starts with breakfast on the porch. It's still a little cool, but we don't mind! The sun's out! Life is so very good!






(Well, good if I can ignore the cheepers just outside the screen porch. Their claws can be fierce when they set their heart on a particular piece of yard.)






Here's a curious thing: This year, as last year, the early tulips were decimated by some hungry farmette resident. Possibly the groundhog, though we can't be sure. But for some reason, the later tulips (both this year and last year) escaped this tragic decapitation. So I think we may get a (reduced, but hey!) bloom out of the bulbs I planted last Fall after all!






I am spent. I've divided day lilies, I've transplanted dianthus, I've pruned the invasive monarda and coreopsis, I've planted a few newbies to the garden.

Yet non of this is work! There is a glow to this day for sure!


In the evening, Snowdrop and her parents are here for dinner. First thing's first: the little girl and I head out to the asparagus patch. Spaghetti primavera is no good without spring asparagus!







She brings the picked spears inside for all to share. (It always amazes me how small her hand is as compared to ahah's!)






Dinner on the porch. Snowdrop does not forget about her babies.






How beautiful it is outdoors tonight!






Snowdrop agrees.






I know we'll surely have some cooler days ahead, but I could never complain: not after this most perfectly glorious weekend!