It is the 4th July, and for Americans all over the world, it is a day of huge significance, and a day to celebrate with their families and friends. Happy 4th to you all!
Here, though, it is just an ordinary Sunday, on an ordinary weekend in July, and the wind has been blowing all day, although it has not been cold. Church with my daughter, and Wimbledon Men's Final on tv this afternoon. Watering gardens (x3) and chilling out with pesto pasta for dinner (made by the daughter).
Actually, watering the garden was the simple bit. The challenging part was tying the garden down, in fact. I have lost count of how many stakes I have put into the ground to attempt to anchor my plants to the earth. The wind bent everything in two, and they needed a little help. Tomorrow, if it has stopped blowing, I need to rescue my gem squash and butternut vines from behind the greenhouse. That is where I last saw them, anyway.
But right now, the evening sun, with its soft light is making my garden glow. Mother did not have any more 3am encounters last night, and I am happy to report that we are all still here.