We have rain today. It's to be expected. Rain is good, rain waters my flower beds and stimulates root expansion.
Rain also stimulates weed growth, explodes bug populations and keeps me inside on a day where for once I have time to make progress in cleaning up the flower fields.
So maybe that is a good thing! I do not have to work today! Well, after I've done my morning chores.
(What's blooming? A lily or two, some phlox stragglers, a few liatris stalks, emergent asters, and of course the annuals in the pots.)
(the four Bresse girls and a cat)
Turning my attention to indoors activities -- well, I can start off with baking a rhubarb cake. We still have abundant pink stalks growing out there. So I bake and we have, therefore, a very lovely breakfast. Indoors. Because it's raining and more importantly, I'm feeling a tad cold out there. I'm not used to feeling cold. I wear my hoodie all morning long.
In the middle of the day I take a nap. It is so heavenly, that I spend the late hours repeating to Ed that I feel a depth of luxury and happiness over and beyond what I usually feel. He takes naps all the time and so he merely smiles knowingly.
I'd like to tell you that from hereon, things get exciting. However, that could not be further from the truth. Instead, I work on understanding some technology. Yawn... But, I feel that you can't fall behind with this stuff. If you don't know how to pay a subway fare with your watch, you're doomed to be one of those seniors who then can't navigate the ever changing communications landscape. And Ed's no help. He doesn't own a smart watch, he owns a 1980s Timex watch that he got in Kmart for probably less than $10 fifty years ago. I'm on my own. Between my watch, my camera, my computer and my phone, I have more device-related unknown to me features than there are stars in the sky. When I have a free couple of hours, I dive into expanding what little I understand about them.
Exhausting work! But, at least I know how to pay for city transportation with my smart watch. Tomorrow, I'm back to weed pulling. What a relief.
With love...
