Daily Notes- Sunshine but a Chill in the Air

 Small Work.  2 by 3 inches.  Little scraps of cloth.  That thread halo was just- nothing- but forgot to remove it.  The center of the green is painted fabric.  I might go digging in the sewing room waste basket for more tiny bits.

I watched Escape to the Chateau on PBS last night.  A series of big events.  The husband's son- a chef- came to help out.  It was sweet seeing him chatting with his young half brother while he cooked.  And then again when his very happy father kissed him- the grown up son covered in body art.  

I cut and arranged some forsythia and some early blooming small sized rhododendron (lavender or light purple) in bouquets in the pickle jars and delivered them to my neighbors front doorsteps. Next bouquet will likely be the French lilacs.  Almost read to bust open.  And the Peonies- so recently still asleep underground- are now over a foot tall.  June is their month. I would LOVE some hydrangea but they don't grow for me.  Too cold here...where I live.  One neighborhood over- and yes, I could have them.

It's is so very cold on our street. Later in July and August it will be hot and very DRY.

I need to check out the garden centers for annual seedlings.  I want a cutting garden this summer out back. I had intentions for it last Summer but got sideswiped (early on) by everything else happening. Mostly the taxes, COVID and the anxious days of not having asthma medicine available (due to hoarding).

Was it only one year ago????   The grape vines- root stock- is dead, I fear.  Something else will have to climb the arbor.  The blueberries got zero care or pruning this year and they look to have an abundant crop of infant berries.  The rodents will eat them all.  I could hang something to hinder them- but they get caught in it.  I am not the kind of gardener that lives easy if they get tangled.  But I would like enough ripe berries to make one cake.  Oh, and one container to share with my walking buddy.  I got no berries in 2020.

I cut and pasted some landscape art into the first blank row of boxes of my May desk calendar.  I haven't pasted anything on May 2nd's square yet. (first full row)  My desk drawer is full of clipped art and pictures so I just have to sort thru and choose something.  Or draw something.  I do both. There are no rules. Even if there were rules- I wouldn't follow them, unless I liked the rule.  My Birth Planet Chart said that about me. Nice to know I was destined to be this stubborn.