I picked these daisies from my garden early this morning before they had a chance to wilt. The temperature today, and probably tomorrow, is expected to get up to 90 F in Seattle. It rarely gets that hot in Seattle and here on the island almost never. We have that wonderfully cool breeze off the the sound and no one, except businesses, has air conditioning. It's what I love about the Northwest. It cools dramatically during early evening and, leaving our windows open when we go to bed, we sleep under down comforters.
David is helping me more in the garden this year since so much of the work wreaks havoc with my back. Up to now I've forbidden him to do anything except under strict supervision because in total ignorance the first summer we lived here he pulled up all the lilies of the valley I had so laboriously planted several weeks before, thinking they were weeds. As calmly as I could--for he meant well--I asked him never to touch the garden again!
We are experiencing almost total quiet since Harriet and Charles, our resident robins, launched their fledglings from our window sill. Whether the youngsters made it in the wilderness is anybody's guess. More on that later.
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