19 May 1999
Wednesday
The butterfly glow
in the narrow flute from which the morning glory
opens blue and cool on a hot morning.
Denise Levertov
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Bonding with the Offspring
Our first morning glories of the season opened this morning. I was surprised to see them. For some reason, I had it in my mind that they bloom in late summer. Maybe that is the wild kind. As usual, when something blooms out there, I got all excited and ran for the camera.
It seems that I just planted these seeds a few weeks ago. Already the vines are covering the chain link fence and threatening the neighbor's privacy fence. These seeds were some sort of mixed colors. I have a blue one, a purple one and a pink one. I planted my favorite, Heavenly Blues, a couple of days ago and they are already well sprouted. I think I'm going to find some moonflower seeds to put out there as well. We have nothing BUT sunny fences.
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I've had both of the boys here since Friday so have had tons of inspiration for journal entries. I seem to have squandered away my writing time though -- playing cards, watching movies, and trying to keep up with two very different school schedules. Hopefully, I'll find the time to catch up on the writing, because I like doing this so very much.
It is unusual to have both of the boys at the same time. Ed and I completely ignore the visitation schedule and let the boys decide where they want to be and when. We can do that since we only live a few blocks apart. Most often, they split up, when one is at Ed's, the other is here. It has been really nice having a full house, although the amount of activity is exponential.
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Tomorrow, I'm going to Dede's to help her get ready for a garage sale. She is a brave, brave woman. I shudder to think how much work that might be . . I guess it won't hurt me; after all, I've proven to myself over the past few days that there is life beyond a keyboard.
As long as I don't have to miss my soap . . .
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