Dear Diary...

August 27—Delicious delicious weather. Today, the earth woke up under a gray blanket of rain… finally.  After months and months without a drop of precious rain.  A wretchedness of a rain it was indeed, but nonetheless rain that brought down new life and a much-needed cleansing.  And how beauty everything looked after it cleared off.  After days and days enclosed in a heavy haziness brought down to our valley from near wildfires, one almost forgot how clear and pristine everything really looks and are.  Rain dissipated all obscurity from the atmosphere, and it gave us a new pair of eyeglasses with which to see the world anew.

...rain, wonderful, all merciful delightful rain cleansing all vestige of gloominess and pollutions from the air and gifting us again the precious vision of tall mountains arising from a clear horizon.

All fog and smoke from wildfires gone, now only blue skies and tree canopies already shifting and turning into a mellow panorama of yellows and burnt oranges.  Dark greens turning into a lighter shade of greens, lime-green, and buttery greens.  And how beautiful, how lovely my little world is turning… 

Autumn seems to have arrived suddenly this year.  Or perhaps, I just had forgotten how quickly seasons turn and change around here, and how brief our summers are?  Our mornings are crisp and already turning golden as an apple. 

August 28—Today I brought in part of my potted plant collection for the winter.  All the flowering geraniums, houseplants that were out for the summer, as well as the succulents and some of my Tropical plants.  Perhaps, it is a little too early to start nursing our hearts to the coziness of the insides, but nights and mornings are getting cooler and I decided to start acclimatizing them now that it is still nice and sunny, for soon it’ll be too cold around here, and winds will be howling like wolves outside.

August 29—Joe, came with the Tatarian Maple tree and the Collette rose we bought at Edwards this past weekend, and planted them.  

How beautiful, and how lovely everything looked in the garden with the cooler weather; how clear and blue are the skies, and how healthy and green the grasses and shrubs.  It is almost like some kind of a magical place where you just sit all day long and contemplate what surround you in quiet waves of joy.  

I can hardly wait for this beautiful giant to grow so we can finally have the privacy I crave and the feel of being enclosed within the garden, without having to see or think of our neighbors all the time...

 

Larger than life to me—my garden; my sanctuary and the place where angels thread.  I love it so much… 

PS:  Are any of you having any issues with Blogger lately?  My computer, or Blogger is incorporating so many unwanted codes in my posts that it is almost disheartening to the point of giving up.  It only takes me around 3 hours every time I post, just to make it look decent.  So frustrating!