.....the behinder I get. Not an original thought, I know, but very appropriate for my life these days. We have had much rain and unseasonably cool weather. The plants and trees have liked it, and so have the weeds. I got up this morning to a sunshiny, but very cool and windy day. It wasn't until 11:00 or so that I braved the outdoors, after having a lazy morning. But I was rewarded by much lush greenery, some new flowers open, and WEEDS, WEEDS, WEEDS. I need to get my arse (and my hands and my aching back) back out there, but first things first. With the sun comes....yes, of course, digital photos, and I must entertain myself and my meager readership! (Did everyone see the NYT article this week about blogging? I paraphrase: "Never has so much been written to be read by so few....") So nobody's readin' me? Well, whatever.
Wanna see more of today's gardening beauty? Check out my gardening gallery.
And on the knitting front, I have been zoom-zoom-zooming through the adorable baby rollneck. I love it. The colors are not as exciting, but still, restful, practical and fun enough, especially with the teddy bear buttons. Here's a photo that I think shows the color comparisons well between the Picasso blue ( the new sweater) and the Lapis (the one I abandoned for this particular baby gift)...and because I think I've become obsessed with Classic Elite Cotton Flash yarn for kids' clothes, here is a juicy colorway called Hot Tropic that I can't WAIT to make something from for a baby. It came in the mail yesterday from Threadbear. The photo does a pretty good job of showing the three colors of that particular colorway -- I'd call them tangerine, hot pink, and purple. I LOOOOOVE it.
Now, I MUST get out there and pull some weeds. And I do mean BUSHELS of weeds. I think I've abandoned the idea of buying and planting annuals in the barrels and urns for today - not to mention veggies in the veggie garden. I've got to get some cleanup done first. But speaking of bushels of something, the black raspberries look especially amazing right now. I do think we are going to have a bounteous harvest of them this year. The thought of their sweetness in July is enough to make me work harder. Unfortunately, they've grown together so much on our south hillside that they are going to be torture to pick. I will be buying a new canvas shirt and pants, I think, to protect myself from the thorns. Last year I looked for two months like I'd had a run-in with an angry tiger. Very attractive.