I spent the whole morning outside in the yard. Trimming bushes. Why, asked Azure. It's like a haircut for plants, I said. Then I imagined they were giant heads with really stiff hair. That was kind of creepy, so imagined them back into bushes. Then I hosed off the front walkway. We may never have to lift a snow shovel here, but things grow. On the cement. I got bored and made myself a heart. Come over and enjoy it with me. And that brings me to my toes. It's been well over a year since I've painted them anything other than clear. How about you, are you a pedicure kind of girl? I think I'd rather save my pennies and buy some cute shoes to go over them.
Then there was harvesting of my garden. I should win an award for the spiciest radishes on earth, maybe in the milky way. I eat one each morning, to...well I'm sure they're killing cancer cells or boosting the glow of my skin or something. I like to think I'm not just torturing myself. After radish consumption came my broccoli. Look at this beauty!!! My broccoli has also been growing for well over a year. This day was long awaited. My first bite of home grown broccoli....
was just that. One bite. Shared with 5 other mouths who, upon learning I grew it in my garden, suddenly loved broccoli like it was the new candy. Perhaps I need a bigger garden.
What was your morning filled with?