I’m so tired of rain. We had more than our fair share last month and it just keeps raining. There was water running down the road when I took the trash out yesterday evening and I could see where it had been running down our driveway at some point. This photo was taken in April of 2015 and the creek was out of it’s banks and flowing over the road.
It would be so nice to be able to sit out on the porch one morning soon and enjoy our coffee together. Without rain. We used to make time on the weekends to have our breakfast outdoors in nice weather before Brad retired. I miss that. It’s so green now. The trees are all leafed out and the privet is blooming. The photo below was taken this time last Spring. The iris are almost through blooming and I need to trim the stalks back when it dries out.
Our daughter was out yesterday to bring us a nice home cooked meal of chicken breasts, wild rice and steamed broccoli. It was wonderful. It was the first time she had been out since the big pines were taken down. She grew up with those trees. Some of them were planted when she was a baby. The others were planted when her first child was born twenty-three years ago. I miss the trees but it’s so nice to be done with the pine needles and cones on the north side of the house. It will be so much easier to keep picked up and it is easier for the guys to do the mowing now. I’m glad we still have one pine left on the south side of the house.
I’ve lost some of my favorite iris plants over the past few years and I’m looking forward to finding some to replace them when the new flower beds are put in.
This was one of my favorites. It was Black as Night and I think the drought finally got it a couple of years ago.
This was another favorite but I’ve forgotten the name of it. It would bloom twice a year. I also had a lovely ruffly peach iris and one that was yellow and white. I keep thinking about what I want to plant when the new beds are made but it’s hard to get enthused until I can get out and mark off where I want the beds to be and talk to the landscape guys about getting the work done.
I guess for now I’ll just keep busy with my knitting, spinning and puttering around the house. Brad sees his surgeon later this week to have the staples removed and we’ll see about some therapy for him soon. He has another week or so in the sling and I know he’ll be glad to get rid of it at last.