Good afternoon dear Friends ~ It is a few minutes after 4 p.m. EST in s.e. FL. The skies are dark to the south, and thunder is rumbling in the distance. Monday morning we had heavy rains with flooding in some areas getting over 5 inches of rain, then in the middle of the night we had a slow moving thunderstorm with torrential rains which brought more rain. I prayed and read for awhile, waiting for the storm to pass over, finally it did and all was quiet again.
My heart goes out to all who have lost family, loved ones, homes and businesses with these tornadoes that ripped through their area. The pictures and videos are heart breaking. May God be with these people as they go about rebuilding their lives, and continuing on, even with heartbreak. Rough times are ahead, especially with the grief and the missing of loved ones.
It is devastation like we are seeing from these storms that make me appreciate so much, even with my own loss, as, I haven’t lost everything. I am thankful for our little haven.
Below are some of the flowers from the last couple of days.
Spiderwort, with Borderer in the background. Spiderwort is so ‘easy’ to grow. Some consider it a weed and a nuisance. Not me.
This is Thryallis. A wonderful shrub that gets pretty large. I saw it at the botanical gardens and their specimen is huge. The flowers sweetly scent the air. Mine is in a pot right now.
Here is the morning glory bush cutting in the early morning in the scullery window. It’s barely light outside. I like how the light from the overhead light is shining down on the blooms. (By the way, nice roots formed on this so I planted it in a pot today.)
Here it is a few hours later with the bright outdoor light behind. This is more the true color.
This is the wonderfully scented unknown lavender rose I bought recently.
Here it is on the left, with the McCartney rose on the right.
This little sweetie is ‘Kathleen’ one of my very favorites and bought many, many years ago. She has a delicate sweet scent.
Here is ‘Borderer’.
An early morning view in the scullery. This is what I come out to when I make coffee in the mornings, sometimes it’s darker out and sometimes lighter, depending on when I wake up. This part of our kitchen is a dream come true and I love it. We took out a wall between the kitchen and the utility room and renamed that new space the ‘scullery’, definition~ a place where dishes are washed and food is stored. As an aside, DH worked in the Navy scullery when he was in boot camp in 1969, washing dishes. He also voluntarily washed dishes in our scullery too.
I wash dishes looking out into the ‘secret garden’, pure delight. Thank you dear husband for your skills in making this dream become a reality, and in all the other dreams we built around here. I enjoyed being your ‘helper’ all through our years together and this project was one of my very favorites. It made our cottage seem so much bigger.
Look at the sweet reflection in the window.
is in the heavens;
and thy faithfulness
reacheth unto the clouds.