This morning, the temps were in the high 50s, unusual for late May in Texas. I decided to take advantage, so I had my morning quiet time outside. Being surrounded by quiet and fresh air was refreshing. Except for the overly talkative squirrel that kept up a running commentary in the closest tree.
You can’t see him, but he’s there.
I just enjoyed the peace and quiet and soaked it up, surrounded by my tiny garden, which is full of blooms right now.
Any suggestions for what to do with the dill? My first dill plant died tragically, but this one seems to be flourishing.