Power outage on a bright but overcast Sunday morning. Right in the middle of doing laundry. I can hear the neighbor’s generator humming, so it’s not just us.
Update: Power returned in 90 minutes. No word from Edison as to the cause. Amazing how we grow accustomed to the low hum of appliances in our homes.
I feel like August passed me by quicker than usual, and not in a good way. The weather was either too rainy or to hot to get outside and weed, or I had other commitments (like evening karate classes twice a week for myself and my son).
Still, I did manage to get out and photograph on Bloom Day, even if I didn’t post the photos on the 15th.
The Altheas are self-sowing, and I honestly don’t really mind. It looks like the main purple one may have died this year, but other purple seedlings that I didn’t yank up last year are blooming this year. I’m OK with that, even if they’re a little crowded. Maybe I’ll prune them into a hedge and get rid of the front fence someday.
My apologies to @relysh for ever suggesting she do anything other than her favorite thing (sandwiches) with her homegrown tomatoes. I finally have enough to make *my* favorite thing (tomato jam) and I am STOKED. 🍅
This is becoming a trend: me taking Bloom Day photos on the 15th, then not posting them until later in the month.
In the time between when I took these photos (two weeks ago) and today, a switch flipped on the weather. We went from being rainy every day — one news station even reported that we had more rain than Seattle — to being sunny, dry, and 90 degrees.
As of mid-June, I estimated that my garden was about two weeks behind schedule. Now, I don’t know what to think. We’ll see what happens on the next Bloom Day in August.
