Thursday just slipped my mind. Obviously there was no post yesterday.
No excuses beyond my allergies have been horrendous and too many antihistamines will make anyone loopy.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
It's been lovely and cool here in Colorado.
Lots of rain.
My Twin Sisters after the rain-
hiding their heads in the clouds.
My garden is happy with volunteer sunflowers. Only two plants survived out of all of the ones I planted last October. Lesson learned. One week of scorching weather with no one here to water and it doesn't matter what you plant. And inches of rain after a week of dry makes no difference. Those dead plants will not come back to life.
Lots of sunflowers that I didn't plant.
And not much else.
This weekend is the Wine Festival. (If I can't clear my head I might as well enjoy it being fuzzy, no?)
Next weekend is my FORTIETH (how can that be?) High School reunion.
I confess. I graduated when I was only 8 years old.
Again. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
What you can't see is the white plaster cast running from my toes to the top of my thigh-
well hidden under that gold gown.