This Sunday morning the sun is out, and it’s going to be a fairly hot day in the upper 80s. Par for the course in late September around these parts.
We had a few cool days but then the temps crawled inexorably right back up again.
Oh, the fickle weather. I wouldn’t want to put money on a bet with our weather.
This morning when we went out I noticed that the cinnamon basil is creeping up in another part of the cement crack. At the other end. Strange how that happens.
In between there seems to be purslane.
It came up earlier in the spring. Then the heat fried it. But here it is again.
I wonder if this time around the purslane will have the chance to bloom?
There is one lilac bloom on the purple sweet potato vine. It somehow got covered up with a vegetable plant and I forgot it was there.
Then when I cut the vegetable back, there was the purple sweet potato vine. It was small but still growing. Now it has a bloom.
The blooms are reminiscent of the morning glory flower I think.
That’s a daisy underneath.
And a few token photos of the pet babies.
Charlie’s about to need a hair cut. He’s looking a little rough around the edges.
And here’s Ivy, sleeping like a princess. Well, I think she believes that she is a princess actually.
After all, she has a tower castle where she reigns and gazes out the French doors at the birds.
And that’s my Sunday morning. Serene, quiet, a day when I might do a bit of work out on the patio. Or not.
Maybe I’ll read that book I’m halfway through.
What are you up to today?