A humming bird hovered a foot from my head while I stood under the dripping trumpet vine. I wish I could have shared him with you, but as soon as he realized I wasn't part of the background he shot away in a blur.We have web feet here in the Pacific Northwest and aren't used to hot, dry weather month after month with days soaring into the 90s and even tipping over 100. We don't have pools, or air conditioning - we like 70 degrees (plus or minus) and interspersed with rain... thank you very much!
When it started sprinkling yesterday evening my kids went out in bare feet to play Frisbee, my husband, mother-in-law and I sat under the porch watching the ground soak up every drop and breathing in the ozone and damp earth. So lush and fresh and green - and alive.
My dear friend, Sherri knows how I love hydrangeas - and gave me this gorgeous conical white to go with my purples, blues and burgundies
...plus a non-dairy chocolate cupcake.Life is good!
