recently I wrote about how well the clematis is doing along the driveway…
now it is blooming… and I think this is the most blossoms since we planted it many years ago…
it has more stems and leaves too…
now that I’ve done the math… 🤪… I realize that it is about twelve or thirteen years old… I am actually surprised as I hadn’t realized how long it has been in this spot…
as I enjoy time in the garden I am reminded of how blessed I am…
yesterday I worked on hooking up the pump to the waterfall… the rocks that go around and over the pump were very heavy…
all of the cushions went out and looked good, although those darn elm seeds seem to be neverending and cover everything, lol…
had a meeting in the garden and was pleased with how well it went…
spent the rest of the day reading and maybe having a little nap…
the squirrels have been chatting a lot but there haven’t been many birds around… I did spot a neighbourhood cat having a sleep on the bench in the side garden, lol…
how blessed am I to have this beautiful space and the opportunity to sit and enjoy the serenity it provides;-)…
brought all the plants out of the garage the other day… I had put everything in after concern that the bunnies might stop by for an expensive dinner, lol…
I have decided that I will be in the garden as much as possible, whenever possible… what with the odd weather I think it will be important to enjoy each moment…
sat by the pond for awhile, although I had a blanket on, before doing a bit of planting…
put in three of my dahlias hoping they will produce again this year…
in the pot on the deck, planted an Eveline and added morning glories to grow up the trellis… this is my favourite dahlia and I’m happy to have two corms that look like they will grow… fingers crossed…
the second one went into the pot in the middle of the garden… last year it did amazing in this particular spot… will add something else to trail down a bit in this planter…
also planted two strawberry plants and a few morning glories in the Bundt pan on the table… hoping the morning glories will climb up the umbrella pole and greet me with many flowers in the morning…
the other dahlia went into a pot that is currently sitting on the deck, but it can easily be moved elsewhere in the garden… I put in two tubers and if them both come up, one will be moved…
of course that bit of planting still left a table full waiting for their new homes…
what a busy day we had on Thursday… didn’t even have time for a nap, although I did manage a short sit down in the garden before my grandson arrived…
he and I spent the day getting jobs done around the yard, and even a few in the house…
we ran out and were able to get all the necessary items at Canadian Tire, so it was a one stop shopping expedition…
things came out of and went into the shed… leaking hoses were repaired… an irrigation system semi-installed… pots moved… trellises put into a planter that had a bit of paint touch up done… and the fire pit problem solved…
what a treat it is to spend time with him… I try to savour every minute;-)…
the last of the luggage was at the front door and a quick breakfast was eaten…
in the car by 4:05… dropped her at the airport and drove by the new Western Aviation Museum on my way home… it looked really cool, even at 4:30 in the morning, lol…
back to bed and up at 8:30… texted with her as she waited in Toronto for her connecting flight…
then I returned the den back to normal…
gathered up towels and sheets and ran a load of laundry…
the house feels a little empty and there was no one to make lunch for😢…
I am already thinking about the next time we can get together in person, although we chat nearly everyday…
it was a wonderful visit and I enjoyed each and every minute…
as the day has gotten closer I have felt less myself and more out of sorts…
when he died, I felt as though I didn’t love him enough, because why did I keep living without him…
now, this anniversary has come and I miss him so much… oddly, I know I will start to feel better now the day is here…
spent time recently going through and shredding documents from the weeks following his death… it was a treat to see his handwriting on pieces of paper… gave me a warm hug…
of course going through the reminders of all that happened during that time was difficult…
I know there are a few things in my life that would make him sad, but many others that would make him proud of me…
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