Finishing up...

05-08-14
05-09-14

I spent half of my day Thursday cleaning up the emptied rented house—big and old and terribly dusty after being inhabited for a month. When can I stop? I mean I'm really overworking myself and I know it… I need a chill out session over some favorite books and magazines and a cinnamon dolce latte at Barnes and Nobles. Soon. 

Went back the following morning to finish cleaning. Everything is now spick-n-span at the rented house, and my husband and some of his co-workers friends came again to help carrying off the rest of the things we had in the backyard. The job is all done, but I will have to get rid of a lot of the things I brought from the garden at the house in the roses. 

It makes me sad, and guilty… seeing all the things I brought, which I won’t ever use again, and guilty, because I should have left them just where they had belong… a garden like no other. 

After I cleaned the house and said my goodbyes and thank yous I brought with me buckets and buckets full of roses…

Yesterday I brought home with me a few beauties to plant around the pond.  Lowe's had marked their pink hydrangeas down to $5.00.  I couldn’t pass the opportunity, and brought three pots with me.  Only wish I would have bought more.  But I don’t have a place shady enough for them.  The day before yesterday I had gotten two “Endless Summer” hydrangeas for the front porch.  Yes, I’m going to follow my heart and live my dream.  I am planting my blue Endless Summer hydrangeas in the front beds.  I shall try and see what happens.  If they don’t do well, I will remove them… but maybe… maybe they will thrive?  I’m so hoping they will!

I was going to wait until tomorrow morning to start planting around the pond; early in the morning when the sun is mellow and the air deliciously cool.  That’s one thing I love about this place.  Even in the heat of summer, mornings are always cool and wonderful and the sun is bright but placid and magnificent... but then, yesterday afternoon we had some torrential rains.  It was the perfect moment to work this awful soil.  So I waited for the light warm rain that followed and planted most of my plants… soaking wet and covered in soil up to my lashes, and exhausted, but fulfilled.

And the greenery that thrives outside our dining room windows? Oh Barbara, it’s a wonderful paradise of wild living things and an aviary out there, and a rabbit’s den and a kitty’s magical garden. I have so much to share about it, but I’m waiting for the right moment…

Right at nightfall everything changes out in the greenery. I’ve never seemed such darkness… city lights don’t come this far… darkness envelops silence, and silence lets the night creatures out; their taunting songs filing the night with charm and mystery and stories untold.. Things move out there in the dark, and make strange noises, and trees sway and embrace each other under the blackest of nights… I just love it.