Shots from this week, in the garden at 25 Lawn Place:
The day lilies are done for the most part, and the Asiatic lilies are now cut back to stalks. Coneflowers are about to bloom, though.
Two meanings of the word:
The week has been a blur.
I’m rehearsing a show at New Line. We are in the last two weeks of performances at Webster University. I’m teaching an extra class this last eight-week term. I taught seven voice lessons yesterday. &c.
Last evening, at 9 p.m. after finishing my last lesson, Auggie and I drove to the grocer’s to find him some dog food. We were out.
And in the garden, an iris is open, and this morning I find a peony in bloom — booth of them several weeks early on any normal gardening schedule. The lilacs have bloomed and faded already, again weeks in advance.
I shan’t bemoan beauty, but I shall bemoan the changing of our climates.
In my garden today . . . .