Sunsets have been lovely this month with light lingering well after 9 p.m. Tonight, after the longest day of the year, there was still a glow in the western sky at 9:45, and a pink-tinged first quarter moon hung against an evening curtain of pale blue-grey.
An auspicious day with the successful removal of the small barn from the lower meadow, up the slope of the grass-covered lane and finally to the freshly poured concrete pad where it will be repurposed to replace the shop/garage that burned on the 29th of March.
Spring flowers, peonies, lilacs, roses are long past as we settle into the heat of a long Kentucky summer. Daylilies, coneflowers, the achillea grown from seed , are now providing color, while few nasturtiums have bloomed in the pots.
Jim's sweet corn has responded to the last rain and to a dose of ammonium/nitrate fertilizer as a side dressing.
A much-loved niece was diagnosed with cancer this week--a weight on all our hearts.
I'm not good at formal prayer but her face, her name, have been ever in mind as I've gone about the usual tasks of food preparation, laundry, watering plants, reading at night.
Too tired to write more--its nearly 11 pm.--so I will share the link to a favorite family story shared by my Aunt Liz--the 'Lizzie' of the Larry and Lizzie stories
