Chives in our garden at Cape Cod.
1. I had a nice drive across the country from Peoria to Cape Cod, 1250 miles of America. I drove the less-traveled road as much as practical, and saw some beautiful scenery. I left Friday afternoon, and barely stayed ahead of the weather. In Decatur, Indiana, after dark, there were traffic lights out due to windstorms, but I wasn’t delayed much. For the first time going east I drove up the Allegheny River valley. My Honey called me and said she wanted to go to a stamp convention in Sprinfield (Mass.), so we met up there, getting together a day earlier than anticipated.
2. Got to Cape Cod for the east coast heat wave. It was warm, but, as usual, the breeze across our porch made the house fairly cool. Weather has cooled off a bit now.
3. Since arriving I’ve been doing work in the garden, which is in really nice shape. I think our trip up here in April, when I did a good bit of fertilizing and weeding, did some good. The rhodies are in bloom, as well as peonies, chives, foxglove, and other flowers I’ve forgotten the name of. Yesterday I made up the hanging baskets. I’ve given up on the pre-made plastic hanging arrangements we used to use. I had bought ten black metal baskets (the kind you put the straw “bowl” in), over the last couple of years, so now we have no plastic hanging baskets. Now they just have to grow into lushness.
4. I’ve been keeping up with the weather reports from the midwest. Some of the nasty stuff happened, or is happening, quite close to where I was. Some very sad stuff.
5. Apparently, during my travels, the Congress has decided to do what it usually does about major issues: nothing. I don’t entirely blame the Republicans, there are certainly Democrats whose parochial interests trump the country’s needs, or, for that matter, the needs of the earth. I hope this fall’s elections increase the Democrats in both houses of Congress, and put Mr. Obama in the White House. Then, there may be a bare chance some good things will occur (although I ain’t holding my breath).
6. Oh, the car. I got 50.6mpg for the trip. Just think what would happen if I tried “hyper-miling!”
