~ Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~
Every Thursday, here at Like Mother, Like Daughter!
The day was glorious, the water sparkling.
The daylilies are reminding me that spring is coming, and I have a lot of work to do in the garden! I hope I’m up for it.
There’s the big empty bed right in the front of the house that’s left after we took out the pond last fall. (Bright sunlight all morning, then shade in the afternoon.) And a big long bed along the south side of the house (bright all day long, half-facing the road, so it should really look more respectable than it does) that is currently home to a whole lot of dead branches, weeds, and one very scraggly rose bush (which does produce gorgeous blooms).
We’re in Zone 7b, and most houses around here don’t have much in the way of gardens because it’s so darn hot and dry in the summer. That observation combined with a realistic assessment of my own abilities means my goals are modest in the landscaping department. I’m hoping for respectable. Keywords: Hardy. Drought resistant.
Bonus points for scorpion-repelling properties.
My beautiful little bald baby has one (count ’em: one.) hair right on top that is, no joke, four inches longer than any other hair on her sweet little head. There were about five long strands when she was born, but only this persistent straggler remains. When she’s freshly bathed, it sticks straight up.
This is one of my favorite things about her.
(Being one solitary strand of blonde baby hair, it’s proved rather difficult to photograph. In the shot above, it’s doubled over — and then up again — in the wind. Below, it escaped focus, but you can see its gallant shorter friends forming her darling little tuft.)
Behold! I present to you Pippo’s first photo taken with my big camera. Get ready, world!