today was glorious! i hope it was perfectly gorgeous for all of you, as well. i was "supposed" to clean house all nice and deep today because kim and gregg (happy birthday, gregg!) are coming on sunday...but it was so sunny and beautiful out that i spent the day buying herbs and flowers and planting seeds in the herb and flower beds. my muscles feel nicely worked from hand-turning the plots and my face feels tight from sun kisses. it was so beautiful! i planted skullcap, yarrow, fennel, creeping thyme, flat leaf parsley, and lemon balm seeds in the herb garden on the north side of the house. i also planted sweet woodruff and a beautiful variegated lemon balm transplants in the herb garden. out front rodney planted some flowers he picked out--some orange daisy things, candy tufts, shasta daisy, and some other things i don't know what they are. i planted a couple of fuchsia starts in my hanging baskets with alysum seeds, and alysum seeds in the front bed, with these beautifully delicate coral flowers i can't remember the name of, but which i looooove. so dainty and pretty. they're annuals, but i got one last year and put it in a terra cotta pot and it over-wintered. i got a red geranium, as well, in honor of babe (the elderly woman i cared for a few years ago, who kept slips from her geraniums all year in a back room).
AND! in honor of my horrible neighbors, who seem to move from one annoying thing to another...the new thing is that instead of parking across the mouth of my driveway (a past problem) he parks across the mouth of his own driveway, blocking in his wife...then instead of him moving his truck, she uses my driveway to get in and out of her driveway--last night they did that and when they returned the SPED into their driveway via my driveway...i mean SPED!!! and that was all i could take of it, what if hazel had been out there, as she often is?!...(last summer the girls were practicing skating in the driveway that runs next to their house, but isn't theirs, and the she-neighbor was so horrible and nasty to vesta about it that she came home and wept for 15 minutes! when i tried to speak to her about it, she got nasty and insulting and it wasn't pretty. since then i do not deal with them at all. anyways...) so i lugged the whiskey barrels over there and spaced them across the unfenced portion of our property line in an attempt to deter future "driveway trespasses" and loaded them up with soil and planted perennial herbs in them--rosemary (they can reach 3-4 feet tall!), lavenders, wormwood, gorgeous purple sage, and another of those precious variegated lemon balms (so pretty!), and sprinkled them with viola/johnny jump up and alyssum seeds for good measure. oh yes, and nasturtiums (some of which i also planted in front). drive over that, weirdos!
i know i should let the neighbor thing go, but i cannot stand injustice or stupidity and those two are frankly overflowing with both and they just irk! me--i'm human, after all. anyways, it seems a delicious solution because of all those yummy herbs. pretty and good smelling--sort of a magical barrier. and, i admit, a wee bit of satisfaction at the way it will annoy her. like i said, i'm human!
so i feel great. a worked body, a relaxed mind, a satisfied spirit...and a non-violent solution to the latest neighbor irritant.
i'm grateful for !) sunshine! 2) herbs! 3) dirt! 4) seeds! 5) having grampa phil's shovel!
ps. tomorrow is a "future of blue mountain school" meeting...think good thoughts.
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an excerpt from a work-in-progress
they ate breakfast together: an omlettle he made filled with spinach and cream cheese and tomatoes and a bagel they split with salmon and more of the cream cheese and some capers she went back to the fridge for. they amused themselves discussing what capers are and how they came to be in jars at upscale markets for them to buy and eat on bagels with salmon. he liked to think they came from the sea somehow, and she assured him they were really little berries of some sort of fragrant bush. she fished the capers out of the tall jar as they talked and ate more than usual, something about their brininess described a hunger for her that she didn’t know she had, and then filled it. they drank steaming mugs of rich coffee with cream (and two sugars in his). she loaded the dishwasher and wiped off the counter while he cleaned the coffeegrounds and little spills from the coffee pot. the sun shone cleanly into their white kitchen and onto their bodies as they moved about their tasks and then they kissed one another and left for work, him to an office in town and her upstairs to her office where she worked as a freelance ad designer. it was a perfect morning. it was the perfect morning.
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