Despite blazing temperatures and a lot of rain in recent weeks, my little garden has held its own ... except for the impatiens, which are still doing great in the bucket, as you can see, but those planted around the pond have been replaced. They were doing beautifully until a certain animal decided to plunder through them. Don't even get me started.
The verbena had to be cut back to the nub, as it was looking all snarly, but it sprang back with much vigor.
For me, it's just too stinking hot to enjoy spending much time outdoors, but there are days that I venture out for a good heart-to-heart with sugar plum. Lordy mercy, the stories that girl can weave. It's music to my ears to witness her taking hold of the English language. Such sweetness.
Speaking of sweetness. Have you ever seen anything sweeter? It just so happens that The Man and I attend a different church than sugar plum, but her mom and dad are kind enough to share her with us some Sundays. After her mom drops her off in her pjs and hands me an outfit, I'm on my own. It always brings back wonderful memories of dressing my little one for church when she was a tiny thing. Here, sugar plum is waiting at the backdoor for Uncle Stan (or Unc Tan, as she calls him) to give us the signal that her seat has been installed.
Until next time, sweet friends, I hope you're enjoying these long days of summer. Stay close to God and to the ones you love, and make sure they know how you feel. As this week has taught us, yet again, life is fragile. Handle carefully, and with much prayer.