Plants, A Drive, Jefferson Pools

1. I eagerly leave the house early and make my way to a church's local plant sale. They are selling perennials for $1 and $2 as a fundraiser. I pick up a Forsythia, Blue Flag Iris and Hosta.
2. Barbara takes me on a wonderful drive up through Highland county. The farmland is mountainous and beautiful. We snap photos along the way. A stop at a quaint country store finds all grades of maple syrup at good prices. I buy a quart of dark amber.
3. A much anticipated visit to the Jefferson Pools! We soak for an hour in the naturally warm, spring-fed pool. The pool's enclosure is wooden and old, voices are subdued. Tiny bubbles seep from the bottom and tickle our skin. The experience is both unusual and wonderful at the same time.If not for the foam "noodles" used for floating, we would be transported 150 years back in time.

Henri, Farewell, Blooms

1. Henri ran wildly through the house, bursting with energy, squeaking a toy as he went- just when Steve decided to lie down for a rest. I was in the basement and heard his little feet running, toy squeaking. What a good laugh he gave us.
2. A farewell dinner for a church friend moving to Vermont. We all meet to wish him well and dine on Chinese food.
3. The crab apple tree is in full bloom. I can't help but pause to look at it each time I pass the window.

Hunting Plants, Click, Lilac

1. The rain has finally stopped and Tess and I are on an adventure to hunt for garden plants. We stop at three nurseries. She has her camera and we have a great hunt.
2.The sound of Steve's key in the door after he's been working late.
3. I found the right spot to plant the other lilac that someone gave me! (It had been waiting for months.)

Birthday, A Monster Appliance, Moonlight

1. A visit to Barbara's for her birthday. Her home is decorated with blossoming branches from her property. It is always a good time at her house and we talk and laugh over coffee and pastry she has baked.
2. Claire phones and relates the saga of she and Daniel moving their refrigerator just a few feet.
3. I open my eyes to the bright moonlight shining down on my face.

Singing, Photos, Feet Up

1. The bird's songs in the morning are so vibrant. Then, in the evening, they mellow and become evening songs.
2. I have the time to sort through photographs, smiling at those that captured a remarkable, happy day. I'm glad to notice we have many of those.
3. Steve works late, so I make a single cup of coffee and read after dinner.