Unfolding. F said that first. She knows more words than I can keep track of, and is eloquent between her frequent moments of belligerence. I taught her “tendrils”; they seemed to go well with “unfolding”, and they distracted her from using her new favorite word, “nauseating”. The smell in the Ottoman Garden was a bit nauseating,…
Tag: city sights
wednesday morning in the garden
Yesterday the temperatures climbed into the mid-eighties. Last night, the winds rushed in, cooling things back off again to more seasonal levels. This morning was brisk and chilly, and we were a bit underdressed. Our hands were tingling when we left, but it was worth it. The changes in the garden this past week were…
wednesday morning in the garden
Last night, just before bed, F told me she hoped it wouldn’t be raining in the morning, but… she also hoped that there would be plenty of puddles leftover for stomping. This morning the streets were damp but the skies were clear, and so we headed out to watch the garden as it starts to wake…