We're having summer right here, right now. I am wearing - get this - a SLEEVELESS shirt, and sandals. Yes, I'm wearing pants also. Summer here is fleeting and goes in and out with the tides, so I have to assess the weather quickly and adjust at lightning speed. This I have done. And when it's foggy and cold tomorrow I will pull out my fleece and don socks. But right now my toes are wiggling free, exposed to the elements, tanning ever so gently.
Sitting out in our backyard is a great way to appreciate the weather, the birds, the squirrels, and the flowers. I see that our roses have begun to bloom, and there are yellow roses in full throttle, plus the lavender rhrododendrons. What a great time of year. I'm all over the bulb thing and on to the next phrase. I'm thinking dreamily of how celebratory the garden will look for our daughter's grad party on Saturday, and pleased, as if I'd had something to do with the seasons. These delusions of grandeur are pleasing if false, and I believe I'll just sit here a while longer with them before I come back to reality.
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