.......Even after I have removed the books that are due back at the library at the beginning of the week I am both dismayed and delighted at the treats awaiting me, and the time I feel comfortable with allotting to lolling around reading - and sometimes eating chocolates, when there are so many things I should be getting 'in order'.
The lovely long retirement that Charles and I had left me with zillions of snapshots, dozens of family, home and garden movies and videos and a great plethora of keepsakes - bits and pieces of china and jewelry that need a new home, besides all the current projects that keep me busy, busy, busy...
And the garden!
The results of a long and wonderful life are all this lovely chaos that needs be be dealt with!!!
So where shall I fit in the time to read Kate Atkinson, whose books I have just discovered. Loved her "God in Ruins" and felt she could have spent an afternoon talking with Charles, so many of Teddy's tales exactly matched his, - the method of choosing crews, the discipline in the air amongst the men, the tracers and the crowded streams of bombers. I am half way through "Life after Life" but have had to leave it to quickly finish "My Name is Lucy Barton" which I am finding sensitive, but depressing......
One of the books awaiting me in the stack(s) is "The Happiness Project" by Gretchen Rubin. I think it is right up my alley!!! The subtitle is "Or, why I spent a Year Trying to Sing in the Morning, Clean my Closets, Fight Right, Read Aristotle, and Generally Have More Fun".
The garden is growing by leaps and bounds. When Bruce and I went along the fence on our evening walk I realized that passers by can no longer see me curled up with a book on the garden swing under the big umbrella. Soon the barn flowers will be in bloom, and the little purple clematis is courting the lilac tree that leans against the fence, twining itself amongst her branches.
It has been such a kind year for the roses, - I can't remember them being so prolific. The Day Lilies are flowering along the front fence and the delphinium are six feet high in the garden (although I lost the pretty blue one I had just planted this year??) I tied together some old silk stockings to make a tender rope to keep the sweet peas against the fence and out of the neighbour's yards. Great huge quantities of bloom, but these heritage sweet peas don't have the fragrance of the annuals. The sweet allysum and the evening scented stocks join with the nicotiana to make the evening air heavenly as it slips through open windows and doors.
and June will be just as gorgeous as May
A rainy week-end forecast, - good reading weather!!!