Living outside...

Our little white cottage has been most happy accommodating and entertaining some very dear people… loved ones who have come all the way from Florida to stay with us for a while.  Dear people who also require every bit of my attention and time—mom and dad.  Hence the absence from Blogland.  They’re the air under my wings.  I am blessed.

Our patio umbrella has finally arrived.  It is the largest umbrella I’ve ever seen.  Sturdy and shielding—like a nice roof over our heads.  But summer is relentless here, and it had launched itself unsympathetic upon the land and without a proper introduction, I should say… smoldering, as it travels the horizon, the tips of wings under our hearts. 

Birds have been hiding from it too, and the turtles-creatures of the small creek behind the garden have chosen to live underwater, day and night. 

I’d never expected summer to be this blunt, at least not this early in the year, and it is discouraging too—not being able to live outside as much as we had expected to, and dreamt about.  If you pay attention, really pay attention to your surroundings, you’d see this strange breath of something seething out of the earth like a malevolent serpent… slowly stretching up up up…  It is the heat. 

And when finally the evening breezes start to cool things down a bit, out comes those assassins creatures of the air—the mosquitoes, to bite off the last of our optimisms.

So yeah it’s been quite a disenchantment for the spirit… but always always it is pure magic, and magical… when all of a sudden under the intense heat you feel so alive and blessed and your skin gets all wrinkled up—those Goosebumps all over your soul… and you know it, you know it's something to do with those familiar yet most inexplicable feelings and an awe of the spirit so pure and divine that you just have to breath deep... deeper, and smile and be thankful again and again…

I’ve been working in the garden every day despite the heat.  Perspiration drains my veins and I’ve never been this dark in all my life.  But the garden is looking marvelous… truly marvelous.

Our fence had been finally installed.  I just love it… love the immediate sense of security and seclusion it offered.  I spent a whole day last week removing all the sod—a huge space around the fence where we’re planning on adding pea pebbles and build the garden’s entrance… an arbor with climbing roses.    

I have so many stories to share, so many photographs to show, but as you know, I’m busy busy sharing loving caring for chatting cooking planting laughing and working working working along paths of joys, and some distress too, but always thankfulness, and blessedness.

I hope you all are having a blessed summer and some marvelous days...