But not here.
That's our weather forecast for today.
And 60 percent chance of rain tomorrow.
Forecasting in an inexact science.
Here and now 40% today and 60% tomorrow looks like this:
Remember when they were empty boxes? Progress happens. Especially when the sun shines.
Look at the other side of the yard:
And the Poppies of Remembrance:
Chollie has two baby teeth and he's crawling with intense purpose these days. It's delightful to see him growing and developing and soaking it all up like a sponge, but when I saw it for myself on Skype last week I had a little twinge of longing and sadness. And then a few days later the California poppies bloomed. And I talked with Mom and they are blooming in her yard, too.
Dad loved the poppies. He finally had success in recent years getting them established in the back yard. The photo above is his. One of his beloved poppies. Now blooming again in the back yard. He's not here to see it. But somehow the love and attention he focused on the poppies is transmitted to me when I look at the photo now hanging near my back door.
Oh. Maybe the 40% and 60% forecast teardrops instead of raindrops. Well, no matter. I've always said water is good for every living thing.
I don't always know where I'm going when I start writing these blog posts, but I end up where I am supposed to be.
May we all end up where we are supposed to be.
I'm going out back into the sunshine now and perhaps I'll stretch and grow a little along with my garden.