Flowers, flowers, everywhere in all the colors you love. The roses, bright pink (like these), red, pale pink are still blooming beautifully. Now the hydrangias have begun to open -- blue like these, white, purple, pink. We have bright yellow day lilies and orange tiger lilies. There are big clumps of white daisies. The kousa dogwoods are just starting to flower, and the shorter, smaller flowers: geraniums, begonias, impatiens, on and on, are all blooming.
Twice this week I drove 10 miles on lovely old winding two-lane Rte. 6A past the wonderful variety of houses, large, small, old, recent almost all with flowers in the yard. What a visual delight! These are every bit as enticing on Cape Cod as the wonderful beaches.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!