Yes, I know it’s Monday morning, but if I close my eyes for a minute, I can imagine what it felt like yesterday to sit in the sunshine, listening to the birds in the trees (before the thunderstorm rolled through). If you’re feeling stressed this morning, maybe you could do the same. Feel free to borrow my memories of yesterday. 🙂
Today, I’m grateful for neighbors stopping to admire our hibiscus flowers.
At first glance out my window, my grumpier self thought that the dog-walking neighbors were letting their dogs use my corner bush as a dumping ground. Then, I realized they were photographing the hibiscus flowers. What a happy thing to have something that brings joy to passers-by! And a few minutes later, I saw another neighborhood family doing the same thing. 🙂
Today, I’m grateful for cooler weather after a heat wave.
I think we chose one of the hottest weeks of the summer this year for our New England vacation (a strange, social-distancing kind of vacation). Now, we’re back home and the air has changed. The cooler temperatures make it much more enticing to head outside for a walk or to do some much-needed yard-work.
For the last few years, I’ve bought zinnia seedlings from The Herb Farmacy in Salisbury, MA. There are so many fun, colorful varieties. I keep meaning to grow them from seed myself, but each year I seem to forget, until it’s too late. So, I’m thankful to have any at all to brighten up my garden.
Today, I’m grateful for the time and energy for a small landscaping project.
This strange season of relative isolation due to a global pandemic has left many of us at home with time on our hands. Sometimes it’s hard to focus and channel our energy into being productive (or creative). There are projects, large and small, on our wish lists. One of mine is to upgrade an area under a tree in my front yard where nothing grows well. The project is finally begun! 🙂
Today, I’m grateful for the hibiscus blooming at the front corner of our yard.
Almost every year, like clockwork, it blooms on the first day of August. The lunch-plate sized flowers open their pink and white faces to the sun and last a few days each. As the first flowers droop, more open, making a spectacle for passers-by for at least the rest of the month.