Aurevoir, Lovely May. Hello Summer

Being a tad “domestically disabled,” I was intensely grateful for the warm weather just before Memorial Day, which launched the bloom boom—a florid floral display that successfully diverted attention from my less-than-stellarly housecleaned house. Rah, yeah, May!!! The Memorial weekend house guests never noticed, as they spent most of the time in the yard/garden.

Now, the pinks and peonies and daisies have replaced the lilacs and daffodils, baseball has begun, the pool set to open, I am inundated with spinach and summer is in full swing. My work is cut out for me. Well, in addition to mowing, which makes me a tad schizoid: always praying for rain, I end up cursing it. Rain=frequent mowing. In addition to mowing, I have a king size quilt and my Margaret Chew Monologue on John Yates Beall, Cascade's Civil War spy to finish by fall.

The research has taken me most of the winter and is not yet done, and when it took 2 months to finish his memoir, I also began to wonder, but the shank of it is the legal proceeding that condemned him to death. Legal papers from last week can be daunting, those from the Civil War!

Sometimes you need to train a critical eye on yourself. I see with all the work, I will not be posting to this blog as frequently, but I will be checking on city council as it squanders $8,000 to Callahan Consultants looking for a new administrator, when there is a perfectly good candidate sitting in the clerk's seat.