The Memorial Day weekend won't be a complete washout, but it's going to be damp and cloudy in Seattle. Amanda and the girls will be here tomorrow afternoon and stay until Monday. Tom is also in town, working on a painting job, but hopefully he has time for some city fun too. It will be a quick trip for them, but we haven't seen the little girls much since Christmas, so we're looking forward to it.
"Rampant" best describes the garden this spring. The hedge is literally taking over the front yard, and Colin will not be happy when he finally shows up and sees how tall it is. Oh, well. I called him a month ago, but he said he couldn't get to our job until late June. Of course, that will add to the bill.
Even though it isn't warm, this grey morning seems almost tropical. It's just so incredibly green from that cycle of rain, heat and now more rain.
"What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent.
The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance. But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment.
What a soft thoughtful time. In this illusory gloom, like a night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color."
Vera Nazarian
The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
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