Being outdoors can be a calming balm. It’s cathartic for me…. even with the looming disaster of climate change to which we all are a witness. And it’s a place to find a measure of solace after recent crises in El Paso and Dayton….one of which hit home as mister gardener was visiting family in Dayton on the very day.
Days of sunshine and dry weather are not a time for planting in our garden. We deadhead the daisies and clean out the yellowing leaves of daylilies and other plants. The hose comes out in early mornings to douse the plants in pots, refill the birdbaths, and perhaps refresh the tomatoes. I check everything that might flag under an afternoon sun and they get a drink. Water is VERY expensive in our town so we are prudent with it.
It’s a good thing to get lost in a garden or forest or meadow or waterway. We often drive the few miles to the beach, not to swim but watch and enjoy. And if we are lucky we might spot interesting things like this snowy owl resting atop a chimney next to the Atlantic in Rye NH.
And when we are home, here are some of the colorful blooms the insects, hummingbirds and I are currently enjoying.