the garden

May 3rd

spring beauties on the bank of a pond

"painting" with photoshop again
click to enlarge

August 17th

okay
so this is not an image
representative of august
(it was oviously taken in early spring)
but it does express how i feel
now that the horrible heat
has broken

sunday afternoon a cold front
moved across our area
bringing four seperate thunderstorms
one after the other
and dropping more than two inches of rain!
and yes, cooler temps came too
24 degrees cooler

we are sitting outside
each morning for tea
once again
feels like ages sinceit felt good
to sit outside in the mornings

it was very bad timing
to leave the garden
our friend worked hard
watering for us and
we really could not
have done much better
and it always amazes me
how much better the
garden grows with rain
rather than irrigation.

hopefully this is it
the last of the horrible heat.
september is almost here
and the late summer
flowers can hopefully
begin their second flush
and the blooms
in the fresher, cooler air
will linger longer.

June 25th

fire

as a child i had nightmares about it
that and a tornado coming down our street.
and of course in both horrible dreams
i felt powerless to get out of the way
that's the nature of nightmares isn't it.

i've always attributed the tornado
fear to watching the Wizard of Oz
the fire fear came from a volunteer
fireman-father who did an overly superb job
of educating me regarding the danger.

i've tried not to whine too much the
last week of dry weather and forecasts of
more high heat and no rain--even inside
my own head--since wildfires are burning
homes out west where
because of copious rains last winter
the resulting lush vegetation is now
dry tinder feeding blazes.

so today i post a water photograph
yes, to escape to and because my
sister has this wonderful belief-a
kind of optomistic twist on murphy's
law--no, that's not really it--it's
more a basic sort of faith:
water is a magnet for water,
she says. so not only does she water
the garden because it needs it
but also with the belief/hope that
as soon as she is finished hauling heavy
watering cans, wrestling with hoses
and collapsing in a heap of dirty sweat
once she has done all she can do
the rain will return.

whatever it takes

here's praying water will come to
all the places we need it.