The lost weekend. Don't ever send me home from work on Saturday with a 548 page book, I'm an addict. The Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton was the drug. Part fairy tale, part mystery, total enchantment. But I finished it this morning and I'm back.
There were also two football games to watch, a friend for dinner on Saturday, granola baking and food shopping on a lovely rainy Sunday. I know I washed a floor and did laundry, we ate and dog walked but mostly I read.
Today the sun in shining, my own forgotten garden is showing off it's freshly washed charms, GG is off to school, our roommate HeMan is off to work and it's just me. Well, me and a million birds and bees and butterflies. The lab is sleeping , the cat is attacking the end of her tail as if an enemy is residing there and the autumn blooming clematis is overtaking the garden.
Clematis vs bindweed, it's a war zone out there. I'm off to do battle.
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