I spoke with my DIL yesterday about my “needs” for the visit in three weeks. I am determined to stay on this healthy diet. She says she will collect the foodstuffs I need to make smoothies and eat healthy for the visit. We talked about grab bars in bathrooms and other safety issues as well.
Wendy’s mom is my age and diabetic, so Wendy is familiar with the issues associated with aging. As the other grandmother lives in Sacramento, she sees the grandsons more often than me and she has laid a trail to follow.
While I am visiting my son and his family, I will also see Mage over at the Postcards blog. (See sidebar for her address.) Mage is about my age and unlike me who spent a life working with statistics or number-crunching or “bean-counting” as the ill-informed call it, Mage is an artist. I love artists, and I am looking forward to being inspired by her conversations as much as I look forward to her blog each day. Mage has said she will show me the San Diego “old town” too.
Richard and Wendy have promised to take me to the Botanic Gardens one day. It’s been a while, but I hope to see all kinds of tropical and neo-tropical vegetation. The San Diego botanic gardens are famous.
Yesterday, White Flower Farm, the nursery I use for buying perennials online, informed me the very popular coreopsis I ordered is on backorder until the end of September.
I am getting three more Coreopsis like those shown in the photos. I have already planted the three white Echinacea I ordered this past August.
I planted 3 of each of these plants last fall as a test. All of them are doing nicely in my sunny but hot front garden. I love them. They are drought tolerant and so pretty in the blazing days of July. They positively thrive in the sun and heat if you are looking for something for those conditions.
The weather is perfect, the dog days of summer a bad memory, and in fall the gardener’s heart turns to soil. Call it the triumph of hope over experience, but we gardeners never give up.
This morning, the new Bob Woodward book was already on my Kindle when I opened it. Yesterday, I finished the Finlayson book on the Neanderthals. The take away from the Finlayson book is this: Homo Sapiens survived while other human species failed, because H S was in the right place at the right time, i.e. what we called the Levant when I was growing up, and what they call the Middle East since. Seems one of our trusty forebears discovered farming in a place where it mattered. Finlayson doesn’t say this, but I think it was a woman.
Its only logical. I mean who was out hunting and who was home with the kids? Mom is watching little Johnny. He’s pulling up things and trying to eat them. On the other hand, maybe it was little Johnny who discovered that plants grow in soil and plants produce wonderful things to eat. You can learn a lot from observing kids. Boggles the mind, doesn’t it?