Our little romas ripening on the sill. Ate them with fresh eggs last night when I got home. Farmgal brought eggs by work, as I was being serenaded, and a box of peaches for everyone. When I got a little break at the beginning of the next case, to have a ripe juicy peach to sustain me the last few hours, life felt so much better. By the time I left, they were all gone, everyone had a moment of pure enjoyment.
The tall grass is living up to it's reputation. The other ones will hopefully start looking more like this by next summer, or the one after. There is time.
The sunflower seeds have been mostly eaten. Feeding the birds.
But fresh blooms still appear, still attract new bees. Sunflowers do have a smell, which I find pleasant. Not exactly a perfume, but a friendly, homely aroma.
4 comments:
Ah, sustaining sunflowers! We have quite a few neighbours who decided to plant them this year and I'm really enjoying my walks.
Rou,
Before we had the house, we'd been noticing the neighborhood sunflowers. Something very impressive about such a muscular flower.
Glad the peaches gave some joy. Love description of a sun flow being "muscular" - made me smile.
Farmgal,
Well, you know what I mean. They can be powerful entities.
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