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Yesterday was one of those perfect, softly warm, hazy, late summer days.  You know the kind, where the only thing you really want to do is lie in a hammock with a fabulous book, and something delicious to drink—preferably a drink that someone else brings to you, so that you don’t have to move any body part that doesn’t turn a page or lift a glass. 

Parsley left to flower for the little pollinating insects.

Parsley left to flower for the little pollinating insects.

Well, that’s what I wanted to do, and would have done, had it also not been the sort of day where the kitchen needed to be cleaned…and the bathtub drain needed to be unclogged…and the vacuum gotten out (and then actually used), while a zillion other domestic details screamed simultaneously, that they had been ignored for too long.

My creative muse was beckoning me as well—taunting actually—saying things like, “Go make scones out of those wild blackberries that you just put up”.
And, “How about a lovely quiche of all those sweet onions and chard”?
And then she had the audacity to suggest pasta with a sauté of the Sun-gold cherry tomatoes and prawns!!

I told her to shut up, and went back to unclogging the drain.

When I was through, I took some of those tomatoes and ate them with cottage cheese. 

Out of the carton.

Hardly the stuff of late summer dreams, but it was that sort of day for me.

The beautifully night-fragrant Nicotiana.

The beautifully night-fragrant Nicotiana.

I did manage to get out for a bit to get some pictures of the garden—summer won’t last forever, and I wanted to leave you with some of the gorgeous bits of the day.

The first pumpkins beginning to color up.

The first pumpkins beginning to color up.

Hazelnuts, putting on their frilly autumn attire.

Hazelnuts, putting on their frilly autumn attire.

The marvelous Matilijas!  I NEVER tire of seeing them, and judging from the pollen sacs on this little honey bee, they never tire of them either!

The marvelous Matilijas! I NEVER tire of seeing them, and judging from the pollen sacs on this little honey bee, they never tire of them either!

This morning, the much anticipated Crape Myrtle popped open!

This morning, the much anticipated Crape Myrtle popped open!

Now I’m going to go visit my oven.  Pizza, I think, out of some more of those tomatoes.

What were some of the gorgeous bits in YOUR day?  And what are you reading right now?  I need a new book!!

Thanks for the visit,

Lorrie

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