That's my lucky number. At least for a while, it is.
And the AC made terrible noises. I thought it was going to blow up! I turned it off and it's fine this morning.
The migraine is gone and it's cool and windy outside. Feels like fall. Real fall. Fall like they get way up north. Ahhhh. Jeans and long-sleeve weather. Football weather (oh nevermind, we're not going to talk about that - Central Texas readers will know whereof I speak).
I'm about to bundle up and pull on my galoshes and head out to survey. Something I do most mornings. I know that one Candlestick tree - Cassia alata -- was pushed over by the weight of the rain, but it isn't broken.
I can imagine the plants - all recharging and taking deep breaths, ready for an amazing growth spurt and some fabulous bloom time.
I know some of the plants - especially some of the indigo spires salvias - will have brighter blooms. They'll do that with even a little extra water, so there might be a show this morning.
While I'm excited about seeing the garden, it's going to be an inside day -- too wet and mucky to do anything outside. Organizing my office will be the perfect chore for a cool, breezy fall day, and it will feel good to finally focus on the inside for just a while. (A short while!)