There was a rip roaring thunderstorm last night. I sat on the porch and watched the rain come down and heard God bowling some serious strikes up in heaven. At least that's what my grandmother used to tell me. It sure does sound like a rumble to me.
The rain has been good for the yard and the garden. I didn't have to turn on the irrigation system. And today it has been threatening rain all day. I have been working on the boat trailer, busting rust, priming and painting it. Today I didn't get it all done because it was still wet from last night's rain. But thankfully, it is cooler.
I picked a bunch of tomatoes from the garden, and even sauteed some for breakfast this morning. I also made an omelet, cooked some pancakes, and had some vegetarian sausage. It was a filling breakfast but really good. This week has mostly been cereal and an English muffin. But since that breakfast I haven't had another thing to eat and am still not hungry.
I have watched a lot of news. And listening to the grilling of BP CEO Tony Hayward yesterday made me glad that I never had CEO aspirations or desire to make huge amounts of money. I marvel at his ability to stonewall in the face of so much anger and rebuke. I don't know whether the venting accomplished anything or not. The oil didn't stop flowing. And he didn't give up much of anything. Seems a bit like the definition of insanity to me: saying the same thing over and over but looking for some different answer (or any answer).
Tomorrow will be one week since C. left. Another friend is flying in on Sunday to join the group in Nantucket. She is loving the temperatures. I am hating the heat and humidity here. So when I have all I can stand and am smelling like a field hand, I come into the garage and stand in front of the huge fan. And I pet the cat who loves me no matter how I smell. And then I go back outside for some more chores. Al-Anon says that when I got busy, I got better. I am better today. I am busy today. And I am surprisingly content with myself, the cats and the dogs, and the hermit like existence today.
Here are some flower photos so that you can see what a green thumb C. has. I am treating them with care.