Today I had a face slap moment. I realized (whilst in the height of watering), that I am so immersed in the keeping green alive and all other chores of summer, that summer just might have passed me by, if I hadn't caught myself. Phew!
Everyday, I do my garden chores (as you have heard ten million times by now). As of now, there are ten areas I water and check. It's a lot. It is hot. You might have wondered, why does she do this??? Doesn't she have anything else to do?
Why yes'm, I sure do. Gulp gulp.
But the thing is, I can't help myself. I am sort of addicted in this odd way.
I just love the garden. It is out of my control. I HAVE to do it (this thing called gardening). Something about an itch in my soul, or one of those insane things that make us do the things we do.
Everyday I put on one of my hats.
No hat, no me outside.
(I have two faves)
Then I double up on crisp cotton Eileen West's, and off I go...
Not the most proper wardrobe, I suppose.
But, I do add one of Mister Lovee's shirts to go out to the mailbox, or to greet a guest. I don't go farther than that in said attire. No worries. (Oh wait, I do run down the street to my neighbor's cottage from time to time)
If a close friend comes over, I hand her a thin crisp cotton gown of mine, to throw on. One of my friends questioned my attire from time to time, until she came over to play in the garden, and I let her put one on.
Then she kept saying, oh oh, this is great. This is great! It's so great!
Keeps you cool, and is pretty too!
Yes I know.
I am no fool.
Well, at least not when it comes to avoiding heat stroke.
click.
On days when I am feeling extra wilty (after to do list), I hide out here.
A place you have spied before...
I fear, my shenanigans continue from season to season..
Have you ever had a bath or shower in the garden?
With birds flying around you, and leaves glistening in the sun?
I dunno, but somehow the soap and shampoo makes it curiously different from a swimming pool.
It is mighty glorious.
Trust me.
I told Lovee that, being out there with the birds and the music, and the whole bit, is sort of borderline almost ridiculously too good. So good that, it's silly good.
I make sure to have my dandy lil' radio with me, tuned to 690 a.m.
Nothing like vintage tunes, while bathing in the garden.
The last time I was in there, I was overjoyed with this and this.
Splash splash!
And fresh treats too!
Golden sun...
Baths for everyone!
Tomatoes, parsley, chives, basil, peppers, chilies, pumpkins, cucumbers, evening primrose and a volunteer black eyed susan...
Ripening up...
So many tomato vines this year, all planted from tiny seeds.
Tomato delights, here we come.
(I have grown to love tomatoes, by growing them in my garden. I still don't like wooly warm restaurant tomatoes. They freak me out.)
Can't wait to start collecting.
Although, I must confess. I ate lots of little cherry tomatoes straight off the vine over the last month, and then devoured a huge red ripe one, with Mister Lovee, under the moon light...
I don't know about other gardeners, but for me, there comes a point where I start to feel a tinge overwhelmed, when the days get way hot and long. And then, when the veggies and fruits and flowers start to show up, all of those feelings pass. Then, you are so happy you forged on...
(Are you growing anything? Are you addicted too?)
We're all happy.
Waving to you madly, from our desert jungle!!!
Love, Vanessa
and Matty
and Miles
and the birds
and the bees
and Lovee too.
ps: You have to see this kitchen in a cupboard link, that my sis sent me. (something is wrong with the link off and on, but here are the photos by Culshaw Bell) By the by, here is an updated link to the company that carries these, right here.
pss: Funny tale-
Every morning I have to delete spammers that have left comments in my blog posts. Sometimes they choose blog posts that are years old to post comments at, and sometimes, they are really funny (but mostly just annoying).
So, today, I received this one on a Paper Garland Tutorial blog post...
" I will always care about the content of your hair. Thank you!"
(Left by some drug company)
Hahahaheheheee!
I can't get over it.
It is so funny.
Why, I love to carry around possums and lady bugs and nests and baby turtles in my hair. What are the contents of your hair these days?? Pray tell? I myself, will always care about the content of YOUR hair too, dear friends! hahaheheee!
Silly spammers.
