It’s June 4th. I’m in Northern California. It’s raining. For those of you in other parts of the country you may wonder what’s the big deal. This is a big deal. Unlike much of the rest of the country, it’s unusual to have rain in June. Especially when it’s been raining for hours. They’re predicting 1.5″ today–more than typically falls in the whole month of June. More than often falls in one day in the middle of winter.
I’ve been out today. I went to both of the local farmer’s markets–Danville and San Ramon. The markets were pretty quiet, but the fruit selection was great. I got nectarines, peaches, apricots, cherries, and blueberries. I’m trying to enjoy them now since the rains may damage the crops.
I don’t want you to think that I’m blue–I’m really not. The headache I had last night that was caused by the barometric pressure has gone–I prefer the rain than the period leading up to it–so I can see and think clearly. I’m disappointed that I can’t go out to the garden. And I worry that the garden has gotten far too much water this past week.
One thing that’s doing very well are the flowers. I have more blooms on the roses now than I had all of last year. Cleo’s been trying to eat them, but there are far more than she can chew. The other flowers on the balcony that I’ve planted in the past two weeks are growing and happy. The flowers that are doing best are the begonias. They truly are floribunda. the parsley is happy too.
With all the flowers how could I be blue?
