It’s been a few weeks since we’ve had the opportunity to get here on a Wednesday morning. Yesterday was E’s first day of eighth grade, and they start school at the ungodly hour of seven, which stinks for adolescent sleep needs, but works great for garden visitors. F and I dropped her off at the door and headed over to the garden for an hour of walking and exploring.
We had more time, so she requested the maze. I stood in the tower and directed her with arm signals because lefts and rights didn’t cut it since she was always turning around to check in with me.
But she made it!
I don’t let her wear flip flops outside of the pool, but she does slip them on in the mornings when we drive her sister ten blocks to school and back. Somehow I missed that detail this morning, and she had them on for the garden walk. She thought it was the greatest treat – like she was on a mini-vacation – despite slipping and sliding all over the place.
We checked on the progress of our house, and it’s coming along nicely! What a roof!
The corpse flower recently bloomed, so here it is post-bloom. What an odd and fascinating plant. (And still a little smelly.)
Next Wednesday will be F’s first day of school. We’ll probably try for a quick garden walk before getting to school early for pictures and classroom time. Summer is winding down, but the garden is glorious in the morning.
