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Not quite twilight...
Jul. 6th, 2004 09:12 pmI'm hoping to revive our lawn before R's best friend DH comes to visit, but that's only 9 days away, so it's unlikely. The outer lawn, by the street, is rather crispy and brown (except for the dandelion plants, which are its only green). The very back lawn is crispy too, but the part outside the front door is nice and green.
So I was outside turning off the sprinkler, and it was so pleasant out there -- the sun had set, but the sky was still blue, with wisps of clouds throughout, and a breeze was rustling the leaves of the cottonwoods, but it was still warm. It reminded me of how pleasurable it was, 7 or 8 years ago, to be outside reading at dusk in the summer. That year, I read the letters of Pliny the Younger, a very interesting Roman with an estate near modern Lake Como. In another 7 or 8 years, I can enjoy that lifestyle again, when D's a bit more self-sufficient. These days, the hour or so after my dinner is too often spent trying to coax him to eat his own. "Mommy, I don't liiiiike this."
Tonight I hope to see many pictures of the wedding, the rehearsal, the reception, and the subsequent trip to Acadia National Park, but first, here's a praying mantis for the Fauna of Chapel Hill collection (thank you, J.!):
(Correction, 20 August: We just learned that this is a Carolina mantis.)
So I was outside turning off the sprinkler, and it was so pleasant out there -- the sun had set, but the sky was still blue, with wisps of clouds throughout, and a breeze was rustling the leaves of the cottonwoods, but it was still warm. It reminded me of how pleasurable it was, 7 or 8 years ago, to be outside reading at dusk in the summer. That year, I read the letters of Pliny the Younger, a very interesting Roman with an estate near modern Lake Como. In another 7 or 8 years, I can enjoy that lifestyle again, when D's a bit more self-sufficient. These days, the hour or so after my dinner is too often spent trying to coax him to eat his own. "Mommy, I don't liiiiike this."
Tonight I hope to see many pictures of the wedding, the rehearsal, the reception, and the subsequent trip to Acadia National Park, but first, here's a praying mantis for the Fauna of Chapel Hill collection (thank you, J.!):
(Correction, 20 August: We just learned that this is a Carolina mantis.)