Sunday’s Flowers

There was a bit of a wind, this morning, but I did get up in time to take photos before there was direct sunlight on the wildflower bed. I enjoyed taking time to go through all of the photographs that I did get. When the light is right, playing with the colors and textures of the pictures is so much fun.

Also of delight is Thaddeus’s discovery of a new toy: one of my old metal 1-cup measuring cups that has lost its handle. He bats it and chases it across the hardwood living room and hallway floors. It’s like a kid who’s gotten a snare drum as a holiday present.

Oh, my! He’s misplaced it again, and is attempting to enlist our aid in looking for it. He had the thing just a few minutes ago, when I took his picture.


Thaddeus’s Measuring Cup

Rain and Flowers


After a rainstorm in the early hours of the morning, which woke my husband, but not me, I was surprised when my cell phone announced a Code Red Alert just after lunch. Simultaneously, the storm hit with winds and torrential rains, quickly interspersed with pea-sized hail. I got wet, going out to make certain the rain spouts were down to direct the water away from the house. I so very much enjoy storms, and I miss the storm spotting that we did over the years with the ham radio club.

While the dogs were in the back yard after breakfast, I went out also, the temperature’s being low, and pedaled another five miles on the exercise bike. I’d like to go out again, but the mosquitoes look ferocious … and they outnumber me.

Because of the rain overnight, there were few flowers in the garden, but I enjoyed playing with them before lunch, while the dogs’ bedding was in the dryer. I also played the piano for a while. I did not play very much during the last several days, but I have made some progress since the last time I played the exercises.

The Scampers (cocker spaniel puppies), sleeping on one cushion

Rain and Dew

Several days this week were damp and relatively cool. The first blooming of the blue wild flax plants of the year has ended, and their seed pods have spread. I wait to find out if there will be a second growth and blooming. Many seeds ended up growing in the yard outside the garden area, and were mowed down.

The Scampers come in soaked in rain and dew, more often than not, and lie on the love seat in the living room to dry out. Since Thaddeus has a predilection for chewing fabric, I have run out of blankets to spread over the cushions. I may next sacrifice my old bath sheets, the next time there is a good sale on towels, wash cloths, &c.

I will continue this on The Art of Disorder, once I get the puppies out, fed, out, coffee made, and so forth. The household is beginning to wake up, and my husband has places to be, this morning.

Best wishes for your day!

A new week . . .

Some flower art from photographs that I took yesterday and today.

I’m still getting back on track from my husband’s long weekend away. There is also a family gathering of folks from his father’s side of the family, next weekend, which I hate to miss, but spending six hours in the car with puppies in their kennel in back, even three hours each way, seems a bit much during allergy season. I expect to stay home and puppy sit.

The weather has been generally cool and comfortable, and I still am getting out into the gazebo to use the exercise bike most days. On Tuesday, 4.5 miles.

Quiet Weekend

We spent a quiet weekend at home, which I much enjoyed. Played with the puppies, took naps with them, and spent much time in the back yard and front sitting room just sharing space. I assisted with some tasks requiring more than two hands, setting up a new antenna for tuning (amateur radio operators, here). Wires of all sorts are attractive to puppies, as are shiny pieces of hardware.

And there were flowers to photograph and play with, which I also enjoyed. And cooking! A neighbor gifted us with four cucumbers from his garden, and so I made a cucumber & onion salad with sour cream and white wine vinegar, sugar and black pepper. Turned out to be really good. Also, a farmer friend ran into my husband at his favorite coffee shop and sent home with him four fresh-picked ears of sweet corn. Both made nice additions to the weekend menu.

I also put in six miles on the exercise bike during Saturday and Sunday, and I had a good time with the warm-up exercises for the piano. What I’ve always enjoyed the most is the feeling, the physical experience of playing piano. It reminds me of running. The rhythms of the body in motion.

Looking forward to a cooler, rainy week, here. Laundry, cooking and rereading some comfort books. If we get some steady rains, I’ll take my book and the puppies into the gazebo, where we can listen to the rain on the roof.

Friday Morning

The puppies have been wearing me down, lately, as well as the continuing problems in getting healthcare aides into my parents’ home. Mother needs to get an examination by her doctor before they can get in-home care, and she’s still against it. Not sure what it’s going to take. In the meantime, Dad’s helping her as best he can. My brother and his wife drove up from the Twin Cities, last weekend, and we went to supper with them; they checked into a hotel here in Fargo after visiting with the folks and the brother who lives in the same town that they do.

This past few weeks I have started having problems with allergies, again, after a wonderful beginning to the summer following the decline of tree pollen in the air. The blue wild flax flowers are indeed the only flowers blooming since the tulips finished. The peonies did not come up following last summer’s yard work; the daffodils did not bloom, nor did the irises, although they did emerge from the ground. We did get a full crop of stickers, various thistles, bindweed, wild dandelion-type weeds, and other wildflowers whose seeds came in with the dirt that the contractors used around the house and to level low spots in the yard. Not great! The kitchen window rebuild was off true, we think;  since the installation, a crack appeared and grew to stretch across one of the window panes. It was under warranty by the manufacturer, and so we have a replacement sitting in the garage, but Al wants to get the level out and make sure that when he puts the new window in, all is as it should be. We also ordered storm windows to install in place of the screen windows that were installed. Because of our allergies, we don’t open the windows to the outside. Much rather have glass, which won’t let in the pounding rains.

As things settle out, which they hopefully will, I will be back to blogging again. While I’m also far behind on my poetry blog, I have been getting occasional posts up at StrayCoffee (also on WordPress). I have been taking photos sporadically, am back to the exercise bike and piano practice, and I’ve almost caught up, again, on washing dishes.


Puppies at Play