Went outside after dinner and planted some of the flowers oldest daughter bought me over the weekend. A couple of perennials and the same number of annuals later, I'm here resting in bed. The older I get, the shorter my time is spent outside digging in the dirt. The getting up from a sitting position is a bit of a challenge. Not impossible, but still, not very graceful. The end result is always a treat, though.
And I transplanted some of my Evening Primroses which showed their faces, and that made me happy. My abundance of black-eyed Susans had smothered some of the Primroses last year, so in the fall I yanked up some of the Susans to allow breathing room. Ahhh. I do love my Primroses. The yellows didn't show up last Spring, so I'm happy to see them back.
Tomorrow (or whenever), I'll move some Begonias my neighbor gave me. I've got several Angel Wing and some Dragon Wing Begonias and some monster Begonia she unloaded on me as well. It's HUGE, but don't know its name. Gary took one look at it and just shook his head. This neighbor is so funny---says she needs a plant intervention. Giving away her excess is the only way she can defend her plant habit. The thing is, she has this green thumb that can't be stopped. And she doesn't trim her plants, so they get enormous. I'll have take a photo of the Aloe she gave me. You'll laugh. It's kinda scary big.
Best go now. Oldest daughter's making Mary Kathryn's Strawberry Yum Yum dessert to take to sweet Indian boyfriend's house (as requested by his mom) tomorrow night. Delish, let me tell you. Too bad she's not making two of them, or at least I've been led to believe this springform pan of amazingness won't be staying put. Darn. I'm going to lean over her shoulder and hope she still has some graham cracker crumb crust to nibble on. Love that stuff.
Anyway, looking forward to tomorrow. Don't have to leave (which thrills me), and the bills are either paid or shortly to be done. Relief. Such deep satisfaction when responsibilities are taken care of. I can breathe.
