I’m enjoying house plants being back in the apartment again. I missed them. Since it’s too hot to do much outside, they lift my spirits.
Above them the tinkling chimes wave slightly being near the ceiling fan and vent, making their own soft music.
This morning I’m too bleary-eyed to be very coherent. Lack of sleep is making me dull-headed and slow.
It’s too bad I’ve never been able to sleep during the day. Even after I’ve had morning surgery and come home anesthetized, I still have never fallen asleep until after dark.
Poor Charlie. He can’t help it. He has good days and bad days. And I cherish the good ones. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to how things go.
My garden is limping along. I’m thinking about tearing out the annuals that are looking less than happy and planting the seeds I ordered. Some are zinnias and they seem to hold up well to the heat. I hope anyway.
Yet I hate to even be out there long in the crushing heat.
Even the mint and lemon balm aren’t looking too great. But they’re right out in the sun in that blue raised garden bed, and they famously don’t like a lot of sun.
The hostas there don’t look too great either.
My top pepper on my pepper plant is burned. I have yet to have a tomato or cucumber.
The ornamental grasses are standing up well to the heat so far.
But my lemon grass, that is at least four feet tall now, has been put behind my settee next to Jade the butterfly tree completely out of the sun because it looked so terribly unhappy.
Yet the insects keep buzzing and the grasshoppers keep hopping and occasionally I see a dragonfly or some member of the dragonfly family.
Every day around five o’clock Ivy hops up to my desk and then up to the tall craft cabinet waiting for the shadows to appear on the front door. This seems to really excite her.
Earlier I was in the bathroom and my shadow moved over the bathtub, where she was inside playing with a toy, and she kind of went berserk hopping around and flipping over.
Who knew something as simple as a shadow could so entertain a cat?
My daughter and Andrew are stopping by after church. I’ll ask them if they want grilled cheese sandwiches while they’re here. It’s one of Andrew’s favorites.
And I have banana popsicles. I’ve always loved banana popsicles and was glad to see them in the grocery store recently.
I also have baked beans that have been in the refrigerator for a few days. They seem to hold up well for awhile. Often in the evenings I’ll pull them out to have with an egg salad sandwich or a veggie burger.
Before we know it children will be headed back to school.
I remember when I was little summer vacation seemed so fleeting. And as I grow older, it seems to pass even more quickly.