Happy first of June!
Since it IS Rose season, here are a few of our roses.
This one is called, "Double Delight." Quite hardy and quite fragrant. AND. it gets pink in the sun. A shady week gives us cream and yellow blooms.
Apologies to Lucia: I'm channeling my inner Georgia O'Keef again. Calla Lillies are so - willing.
And honest to Gosh, this pansy wintered over and is as leggy as a fifteen-year old boy just starting a growth spurt. But it's so YELLOW!!
Yesterday, it got up to 89. I took old three-legged Jack and a rough draft of a book written by a friend, and settled myself in the sling chair. Jack soon hopped out and made himself a nice nest in the ivy beside me, Fly mooched up, hopped into the sling chair with me, and sprawled across my chest with no regard for the tender bits. Once I got him settled more comfortably, he purred out piles of his patented sleepy sand (We don't have a sand man. We have sand cats.) and pretty much burried me for the rest of the afternoon. Which was a good thing, because I stayed up to watch the new "Pirates" reality show. OK, I'm a sucker for these adventure reality shows. The first guy thrown off the boat calls himself a "Scientist / Exotic Dancer." for starters, no one is just a scientist. Every scientist is a specialist. Be he micro-hydro-bio-palentologist (a very small scientist who likes old wet lettuce) or a nuclear physicist, he has a specialty. And an Exotic Dancer? Well, he had the looks for it, I can't deny. Like a black-haired young Fabio. But what a jerk!
On other fronts, check out http://whatswaniettaknittingtoday.blogspot.com to see pictures of the Toronto Spiders and their astounding back-to-back sweater!
And then check out how many people have your name at how/'>http://howmanyofme.com . There are five Roxanna Matthews in the US, and if you google the name, I'm the one who comes up!