Reaping What One Sows

Did I mention that husb did not lose a filling?  No, it turned out that he only had a sharp surface that our wonderful dentist smoothed.  Problem solved.

Youngest daughter has left the Madeira School's equestrian program to manage a wonderful barn in Virginia horse country.  Middle daughter is out on the Chesapeake Bay fishing, and son and DIL are camping in the Outer Banks.  While things are good right now, I've gotten used to waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The weather has changed a little; it's still warm but we're not wilting under the brutal temps of the past two weeks.  This afternoon we'll head down to Brookside Gardens and stop in at Comet Pizza/Ping Pong and maybe the Politics and Prose bookstore if it's still open.  This morning, with garden hose and Windex bottle that attaches to the nozzle in hand, I'll do our front windows and screens.  This to me is fun.  Maybe I should get out more.

The gardens seem to be a little happier with the cooler temps and it's beginning to sound like late summer as I note crickets have now joined in the cacophony of the cicadas.  The air is rife with butterflies; I've never seen so many.  I've been sowing cosmos and threadleaf zinnia seeds for late harvests.  I like this idea, and will plan to do more late season seeding next year.  I'm about to pull all the snapdragons that returned from last year (amazingly after all that snow!) as they're getting really ratty and sow snapdragon seeds that will bloom this fall and maybe next spring, too.