Back To The Ordinary

 With the Labor Day weekend behind us, we are settling into September. 

  I picked flowers for new bouquets.

We made a bit of good trouble on Labor Day.

Our daughter Jill went back to work today, part time PE teacher and part time district Health and PE Coordinator.  

We have been retired for 20 years now but I still get a bit of that feeling of melancholy that summer is over. Summer always meant freedom.

Of course we have all the freedom we need now, and do our best to keep busy. This morning we both worked in the garden. Tom does heaver stuff than I manage, but by 12:30 we were both hot and tired and ready for a long lunch break. Now it's 81 outside and I am inside, already getting my mosquito bite for this day. One is enough. Maybe we'll take an evening walk. 

Tom picked tomatoes.

There will be tomatoes and cottage cheese for lunch, Caprese salad or sliced tomatoes for dinner, and once is a while tomato sandwiches. 

Tom is very proud of his Brugmansias (Angels Trumpets). Each fall he takes cuttings from that summer's plant, discards the old plant and grows the cuttings in the greenhouse. The spring we decided to keep two plants, which started about about a foot tall. Now look!

Soon all of those buds will be open, emitting a lovely sweet fragrance as the evening cools.

Summer doesn't end until the calendar says so. We'll work a little, relax a little, read, spend time with friends, and stay informed. We'll find TV to watch in the evenings. It's all good.