Today was the first day, since Martin's last grading session, that we spent the majority of the day in the garden. The rain was gone, the sky was huge and clear, and we were more than ready to whip the beloved beds into shape. We have so many more hours to spend there, but it did feel encouraging to see just how much we could accomplish in a day. The first two peonies are blooming; the roses are about to pop;
the clematis is showy and happy;
the lupines are towers of deep blue; the herbs are thick and lush. . .oh, dear, so many happinesses I can't list them all.
With a friend we ate an omelet loaded with chives, oregeno, and basil from our plants, and the girls spent almost all day in a secret place under the forsythia bush.
Glorious.
