We’re home. After a week on a really fun river rafting trip (which was great fun and totally beautiful) :
and then the girls and I went back east (way back east) to visit my sisters and my parents. It was great to see them all and my daughters had a fantastic time. For me, it is always complex and a bit difficult. I love my home- I belong here- and it is always hard for me to be back where I grew up. I don’t really understand it because my family is loving and kind. It’s as if I can not really be myself there.
This year was the first time I have ever run while at my parent’s house. It was great! I found a perfect road and went almost everyday. One day was so humid I felt like I was running through hot water. But the little country road was soothing and the ancient rocks and the rich green and the beautiful 1880s barn were like old friends to me. The last run I took before we left a man who lived on the road stopped me and recommended I carry mace as there was a mother Black bear and two cubs in the area (they had been in the tree in his front yard the prior week). I finished my run- maybe a bit faster. 🙂
Now, home. In my garden. I am so happy there. There is much to be trimmed and tied up. The peas and spring greens need to be removed and the bed prepared for fall planting. One bed of garlic is ready to be harvested. The beans are producing yummy fruit. There are lots of green tomatoes- we’ll see if they ever ripen…
ornamental Oregano and red poppy
yarrow up close
lots of Nasturtiums in the garden this year
Happy high summer to you all!