Today is promising to be another perfect day. Rain. Just like yesterday. As a California native, I have lived through more droughts than I care to think about, so rain, even sprinkles, is always a reason to be happy. The granddaughter of a California farmer and a gardener myself, I welcome rain. My son was born during one of our worst droughts. It rained when he was four and he didn't even understand what was happening! We put on rain gear and splashed in even the tiniest puddles...all day.
So it's another perfect day for fickle knitting, one project for an hour, work on another for a bit, start a new one. House is clean and organized, dinner planned, and Merchant Ivory's, The Golden Bowl on the dvr. How is it I have never seen this movie? I love Merchant Ivory films and thought I'd seen them all. I was 12 minutes into it, and realized this one had to be savored for the perfect time. And it has come.
Before I go, here are a few pictures of winter in my corner of California.
Orange juice in the making.
We still have roses. I know, it's crazy!
Lots of moss.
And lots of olives too.
Camelias are starting to bloom.
Hydrangeas still look pretty even with their ragged ears.
And then voila! bouquets ready to go around the house.