It was too hot to sleep. So we didn't. I did laundry and took some sweaty naps.
Last night the expected rain did not fall. So, although it's a jungle out there, I need to give water.
One zinnia this year. I planted them in memory of Mom. The birds most often snip off the seedlings. But one. One wet zinnia.
I left lots of tomatoes hanging. I could rescue them but the birds are thirsty by mid day. We have plenty. And they are huge.
And look at the color from the rambutan. Who knew? From just the heat of the sun. And rainwater. Little dyed bits like this are just enough for me. Like a few tomatoes and a zinnia. I'm lucky like that.
Two days of no dairy and Tumeric extract in water 5 times a day and wearing the thumb wrap at night and poof my joint is good to go today. But it's to hot to go much so maybe a little more floating.
Sleepless through the night, but here I am, just a bit tired.
And it is 69 degrees. Ahhhh.
It has rained a lot, much more leafing and growth. And the deer have made themselves scarce. I have very short tomato plants. But still tomatoes. I am sure there will be at least Nine.
August is always bittersweet. I heard crickets last night. They are already advertising school supplies in local shops. I so remember how that felt when summer vacation was only half over.
I updated my News, button up top. Been a while. I released Cloth to Cloth. A big step for me because it is so close to my heart. Bigger steps are good exercise. That's what I said to myself. Exercise is good for the heart.
I am imagining Nine of these. Remembering back to when moon face first appeared to me. The moon back then dyed by Laura Mayotte, she's on Flickr over here. Way before my own indigo dyeing days. Time sure flies. Across moons.