Or… if you like the common/slang name… naked ladies.
Today was so awesome! I got to spend it watching and slightly teaching BG about macro photography. She nabbed my camera and my macro lens and just went gang busters. There is a very real possibility that my girl is a much better photographer than I am. Love her passion. She has such an amazing eye for what is going to look good. It was fun to watch her learn some of the basics of using a camera that isn’t just her phone.
For the first time ever, these photos do not belong to me. They are all hers!
Today is the first semi-normal day I’ve had in weeks. Hubby is finally back at work. There are no appointments or people coming out to the house. There are no projects to be started or worked on (yet). After weeks of overwhelming stuff, I just kind of don’t know what to do. Yes, I absolutely needed a break and I’m finally getting one. But as often happens in these situation, I’m now antsy and feel like I should be doing something.
I’m on day 2 of window replacement and I really couldn’t be much happier with it all. We have a stunningly amazing crew of guys that are doing such an amazing job. They have been courteous, kept their messes way contained, and been conscious of the cats as they have worked when they needed to access the area we had them confined in, which is damn near impossible with so many people in and out, carrying things and destroying others. There honestly isn’t much I can complain about. I really only have one issue and I’m pretty certain it was just an oversight that will get corrected today.
BG and I had another fun evening trying to get my cover image for my book. I THINK I may have gotten what I want. I need to do some playing with it, and then have an actual conversation with a cover designer, but… I’m seriously happy with what I have so far.
Yesterday was the start of a huge, deep cleaning and tossing out project. FINALLY after way too long, Hubby and I went through the basement and created our piles of trash vs. donate vs. keep. We are now ready for someone to come and get years of stuff we haven’t known what to do with or how to get rid of it.
I thought that when I posted the last picture of these that my bed was pretty full. Apparently, my mind is a bit too small for the daylilies because they just exploded. It was nearly twice as full of blooms the other day. I’m pretty sure this is the most I’ve ever had these bloom and I’ve had this bed for nearly 14 years. Because they only stay open for a day, hence the name, I think I’m getting close to these being done. I may have a few of other colors start to come up as they bloom at a different time, but this mass of color is nearly done for the season.
My old fashioned daylilies are in full bloom right now. I have a tiered bed that is literally exploding with them (as in it is so full they are starting to try and find homes outside of that bed).
I have known that these were a type of lily, but I was never 100% certain what type. When looking to try and find out, I discovered that the tiny little sampling of colors that I have is NOTHING in comparison to what is available. Now, I want a whole lot more than I have now. They are so pretty. Lilies in general come in a close second to irises as one of my favorite flowers. I have tons of day lilies (full size), a few dwarfs and 3 different asiatic lilies. It took me forever to have and keep the asiatics because either the deer or the rabbits around here always ate them to the ground before they could grow. With the recent rash of construction, the deer have kind of become non-existent, but we still have tons of rabbits, so I’m thinking it was the deer.
I took the first terrifying step and sent of my initial contact to an editor. I’m not even 100% that this will be the editor I end up using, though from the research I’ve done it is a pretty good chance, but I took that step. It was huge and nerve wracking, but I did it. Now I’m back to sit and wait mode. Can I vomit now?
When I offered to make recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend, I didn’t think twice about it and wasn’t even remotely worried about being able to pull them off. My only worry was going to be finding flowers in the colors that worked as I always try to coordinate with the costume colors. Since this year’s costumes were teal/black, amethyst/gold, and rosy pink, I knew it was going to be a challenge. I had no clue color wasn’t going to be my biggest problem.
Today is one of those bittersweet moments of being a parent. A moment when you see your child in the middle of a transition from one part of their life to the next. Today, I watched BG graduate from 8th grade and I’m just overflowing with emotions. Mostly pride, because my girl is just amazing and I got to see proof that I’m not the only one that thinks so.