My first steps outside in the morning are greeted by my lovely lilies. No matter what the day may bring, I start with a smile when these are seeing me off to work.
The pretty yellow daylily was separated from a clump at my son's house, which we had planted about 20 years ago. The Easter lilies were salvaged from the trash bin last year. They took hold when I planted them and established a good root system. This year they are putting on a glorious show for me.
I ended my day with some light sewing. I'm not rushing this but I did make good progress with assembly line stitching of the quilt blocks. It's a good way to relax after work.
I've been covering for a coworker who is on short-term medical leave so it's been kind of quiet at home. I'm somewhat spent by the time I pull in the driveway.
So far it’s been a good life. I’ve lived in both rural and metro areas, waited tables and reviewed chromatograms, rounded up loose sheep and spent beautiful summer evenings at concerts in Central Park. I’ve painted a house, kissed the Blarney stone, and pushed a lawn mower with a baby on my back. Currently I’m working 9 to 5, going to the gym, sneaking a donut, a good book, or a visit with my grown sons when I can. Where do I go from here? I'd like a small house with enough land to homestead.