Woke up this morning to rolling thunder and flashes of light at the window and rain breaking our recent warm weather. Actually it is still not quite daylight as I write (5:00 a.m.). It was difficult to sleep through the thunder and knowing the cushions on the wicker chairs were getting soaked. So I went out in the dark and salvaged them, and Max is still wondering why on earth we are up at this hour, not that he is still awake.
I think of the storm raging in the Atlantic and those who are preparing for its arrival on the east coast and my thunder showers seem easy.
Suddenly I feel there is a great deal to get done before winter! I do love writing here and I could do it every day but I have been drawn away. A few photos for you. First my house painting. I’ve been working up high…
I love the view from the scaffold. At the top I can look over the roof and see which trees are tallest above the house.
There is just the right-hand part of the elevation to complete now. Rearranging the scaffold is the hardest part. In the meantime I have some work — income-producing — after a typically slow summer in that regard. (Income happens here.)
In other news, there are three seriously growing clematis cuttings—
One Montana and two (different) large flowered ones.
There are a few other hopefuls and some more that have gone to That Big Garden in the Sky. I just wish I knew what made one grow and another die. One of life’s mysteries. (I’ll add it to the list.) My percentage of success with these cuttings is definitely reduced, but I am happy and not certain exactly what to do with the ones that did grow. They get a winter of protection while I think about it.
Time to start gathering seeds.
So irresistible, like winning a prize. “Get your free plants, get your free plants!” I hear that in my head. So I gather seeds. Hollyhocks, cornflowers, Dephinium consolida, petunias, balloon flowers, foxglove, so fun and easy, filling up the little envelopes.
And then too, I took advantage of Tom’s invitation to post on his blog, Growing Up because he kindly asked me. So the rest of my words this week are waiting for you over there. (Thanks Tom!)