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YellowTansy of Bloom
May. 24th, 2020 10:18 pmI don't know what time dawn is these days, but it was broad daylight by 6:20. At which point, I'd been up for an hour already. It was one of those times when my brain just turns itself back on, and gets stuck in the on position. (I found out later from the weather report that sunrise was at 6:11.) About 7, the Sparrowhawk came downstairs and said he didn't like to think of me waiting for my tea, so he had decided to get up and make it for me. We had a cup of tea, and a bit later, we both went to bed and slept for another hour or two. That kind of disrupted the day, but what was left of it was more enjoyable on a little more sleep.
The Sparrowhawk mowed the back yard, and I did some more weeding until Mr. Science called from the road, on his way up to his Fortress of Solitude in the UP. It was so nice to talk to him. I didn't find out till later that Facebook apparently thinks it's National Brothers Day. How fortuitous! I wanted to make sure he was all right, because we're all thinking a lot about our mother these days. He was about 75 miles from the Mackinac Bridge when we signed off. Then I went for a walk, without the Sparrowhawk, because he was tired. I was unexpectedly tired when I got home, too. This was the first 80+ degree day of the year, and it was pretty warm. I had some ice water, and then cooked dinner: cheeseburgers, chopped salad, broccoli and green beans. After that I watered the raised beds. They dry out faster than the surrounding soil. There are lots of violets blooming along the side of the house, and after the neighbors' tree fell down, the lily of the valley started spreading from his side of the fence into mine.
On this day last year, I was with my mother and she asked me to read me a poem by Rumi--"The Water Wheel," it was. When I saw the violets, I thought of how Mr. Science and I used to pick little bouquets for her in the back yard--violets and lily of the valley. Lily of the valley was her favorite scent. I picked a little bouquet for us to enjoy.
The Sparrowhawk mowed the back yard, and I did some more weeding until Mr. Science called from the road, on his way up to his Fortress of Solitude in the UP. It was so nice to talk to him. I didn't find out till later that Facebook apparently thinks it's National Brothers Day. How fortuitous! I wanted to make sure he was all right, because we're all thinking a lot about our mother these days. He was about 75 miles from the Mackinac Bridge when we signed off. Then I went for a walk, without the Sparrowhawk, because he was tired. I was unexpectedly tired when I got home, too. This was the first 80+ degree day of the year, and it was pretty warm. I had some ice water, and then cooked dinner: cheeseburgers, chopped salad, broccoli and green beans. After that I watered the raised beds. They dry out faster than the surrounding soil. There are lots of violets blooming along the side of the house, and after the neighbors' tree fell down, the lily of the valley started spreading from his side of the fence into mine.
On this day last year, I was with my mother and she asked me to read me a poem by Rumi--"The Water Wheel," it was. When I saw the violets, I thought of how Mr. Science and I used to pick little bouquets for her in the back yard--violets and lily of the valley. Lily of the valley was her favorite scent. I picked a little bouquet for us to enjoy.
