Monday morning, and I was awake very early. planning the day. It was in my mind to go and survey the hill garden, - maybe to cut back the roses and tame the sweet peas, and see what was left in the trailer cum studio that I could store or give away. I packed up my garden gloves, the small shovel Charles bought me, a long sleeved shirt, my clippers and my boots.....
But first I had to put some pictures of yesterday's all day moving event on a thumb (getting the garden shed down from Dot and Frank's to the garden across the alley) and take it to my daughter.
Last week was shaded with portents of autumn - cloudy days, stormy nights and deliciously cool air.
So yesterday I made a large batch of soup. The comforting kind on fresh fall days....
Today the thermometer registered 30 degrees centigrade at eight o'clock in the morning!
By the time I had visited with my daughter and inspected all the things that she has to move, but more importantly all the things that came out of the garden shed that have to go back in to it, it just made me so weary......and hot! I turned to town when I left, - stopped at the store for milk and Callie's treats and came home to find refuge from the sun and this last great outburst of SUMMER!
"Lord, it is time. The summer was very big.
Lay thy shadow on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds go loose.
Command the last fruits that they shall be full; give them another two more southerly days,
press them on to fulfillment
and drive the last sweetness into the heavenly wine."
Rainer Maria Rilke
All my gardening paraphernalia is still in the back of the SUV - perhaps this evening will be cooler.
If not, there is always tomorrow.....
In the orchards the apples are ripe for harvesting
Arthur John Elsley
and the memories are sweet.
Time for a bowl of that warm comforting soup!!