Fall is here. I saw it coming in the angle of the morning light and then the day after Ida passed (and thankfully missed us) the weather turned to cool and dryer mornings. Mid-day can get quite warm, but it sure feels like autumn.
|The delicate skirts of Ida.|
Above is our Verbena (Black Haw) with the flowers all gone and seed for the birds beginning to ripen. Soon they will turn dark bluish and the leaves will be the color of wine.
I have reached the age where I think often of the passage of time, my connections with others, my growing irrelevance, and how hard I have to work to stay healthy. While my husband's allergy to mammal meat is on the wane, we still eat mostly fish and fowl. We have tons of vegetables from the garden and fruit is readily (if not cheaply) available in the store. Hubby has been told to cut back on sweets (originally by me) but now by the blood data. I love dessert but can get by with a small piece after meals. Hubby thinks that pies should be cut into quarters!
|Kaffir lime leaves from our tree for soups. We even took a large bag to the local Thai restaurant.|
|A few kaffir limes from the tree after pruning. Perfect for our seafood.|
I also try to keep up a small bit of exercise with free weights and my elliptical work, about three times a week. I should up it, but it is sooooo boring.
I do miss making a contribution to something or other. While I do some volunteer work with master gardeners, it is on my own at home, and due to both COVID and my cough, I have little contact with others. I see my grandkids and my children maybe once every other month. Their lives are super busy, as they should be. I might like to work with elementary school children, once everyone is vaccinated...if I am still living then!
My next post will be a perspective on being the recipient of a clean house, rather than cleaning it myself.