The toad is back this week, looking fit. There will be a second full moon for the month of August, on the 31st, a so-called Blue Moon. These events make me feel lucky, for no apparent reason.
I picked a peck of tomatoes, or maybe it was two, at Barb-and-Harry-in-Dell's garden one morning this week. A gentle rain had fallen the night before, and the sun was warm, the air sweet, the bees friendly. The curly sheep baa-baaed far across the field, not too close to be irritating. Barb was thumping away at her loom in the shed.
I stood up too quickly, and felt a dizzy rush. I reached out to steady myself and found a sturdy bar to hold. It was a walker. Harry has staked his tomatoes on a collection of discarded ones, giving his garden the appearance of a crowd of walker-users having disappeared and returned as tomato plants. For the record, I believe this is the first time I've relied on a walker to keep myself standing up.
6 comments:
I love this post -- the way you give us little slices of things that make you happy. They made me smile, too.
Thanks!
dito; love the blue weave and that toad: he sure is big. We have many toads here being so close to the river. looking forward to this blue moon
what a toad! and another beautiful hemp scarf. I like the idea of people on walkers disappearing and returning as tomatoes, I wouldn't mind to return as a tomato :)
also your post reminded me of how much i like this time of the year.
Cute story about the walkers. I couldn't resist, Susan. I fell in love with that scarf as soon as I laid my eyes on it ...
Love the idea of walkers as tomato stakes!
I used an old cast iron bed frame at one time to support some grape vines.....
And the scarf..... lovely!!
You inspire me with each post!
beautiful scarf!
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