Today will be busy. I'm not sneaking in a post; this is part of the day's plan. In half an hour I must take El Gato to the groomer, and not a minute too soon. He's leaving me clumps of hair to pick up. I see I should leave off here and get him confined.
Big changes coming. To start, the towel ordering source will be my website, Everything Old is New Again. I'll update the blog to reflect that later today. I am pleased as punch to do this; the web is so clean and straightforward, and for me at any rate, makes ordering easier for international sales.
What's bigger than the web site, you ask. Well, I'm moving again. I've wrestled mightily with this for the last two years. I want to leave shoveling snow and lugging groceries up a flight of stairs. Two years ago I initiated a move to Regina, for independent living. There I could find company, and leave the cooking to the cooks. And we all remember two years ago, when the world stood still.
Instead, I came to rely on Laura, to run the vacuum, very occasionally mop the floors, and keep me company in the grocery store. I always knew where she lived; I was the transport. Since graduation from high school, a year ago now, she has lived with Kamaria, except the several months she rented a studio apartment in Kent.
Every time I've asked her current plans these last several months, she says she is living with Kamaria and/or helping Kamaria. This last time she was helping Kamaria move from Kent back to 61, the Peninsula address she purchased from Janice and me.
Kamaria asked me to move in with her a couple of years ago, when her own mother passed on. That was a tough struggle for me, but in the end I said No. I hesitated for some time this time, but it was nerves holding me back. When I asked this time she said Yes, conditionally. She had to run it past her boys and Laura. That answer also was Yes, so in I go.
I will move the end of September, into "my" old room, and the studio into Mom's old room. "My" lovely new bathroom will be mine, and will be the "downstairs bathroom" all day every day. That's about it for that news.
On to my web pages. I am excited, and hope to make something of them. I would like to keep up Where the towels live, but I'm reluctant to do so until I receive permission. I will only publish where you live, or where you said you live or where I think you live, or where you want to live. There will be no names disclosed, or web links. What say you?
And finally, here's a little tour around my garden.
Here's the pink mandevilla. Of the three, it's lagging. The next time I must use kitchen water on them, it will include the monthly dose of MiracleGrow.
The white mandevilla makes buds almost hourly. This batch are on the other side of the plant!
The red is another prolific bloomer. They keep me happy.
The Gerbera daisy keeps surprising, too. I've never had one this busy supporting blooms. There are nine Gerbera's in bloom and two you can see coming on. There is another on the other side.
This is the pot of zinnia from store. Many buds, but only now beginning to bloom.
This pot of zinnia are from last year's seeds. I have not begun dead heading them.
And just see the pot of wildflowers, from the store. The little blue flowers are on a stalk that resembles pinks, except it's a very tall stalk, not close to the ground.