It’s time for my annual wisteria intoxication…
…and creepy-cute inchworm infestation.
I love the leaves as they are now, so glossy and new. The big vines climbing up my staircase will give me a feeling of living in a wisteria room when they finish blooming and leafing. There’s a a nice new screen on the door this year, so when I open it the house is filled with wisteria perfume and the buzz of fat bumblebees.
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It’s Memorial Day weekend again. The year turns so quickly! Our villages are filling up, the roads are crowded, and the migration of the Hamptonites is about to begin.
I have wisteria and indigo yarn and some good books to read.
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Sweet Thursday is a favorite Steinbeck of mine. Must remember to re-read.
Not Plain Jane 