Wednesday evening, home from work. Sitting on the back deck smelling fresh cut grass and the smokey goodness of someones barbecue. Raindrops on my head! What is this? It is June in California the rain is suppose to be gone. There is one dark cloud right over our house and I have to stay outside because I'm "borrowing"the neighbors wireless (my internet doesn't work in the house). This is when blogging scares me, when the most exciting moment of my day was having someone at work get upset at me and not letting it bother me. Other peoples lives sound so interesting full of fun activities, art, children and sometimes mine seems rather dull. But this blog has become part of my daily routine and you are all part of that. It has become important to me and I would miss it and you if you were not there. Thanks for being there. P.S. the nasturtiums survived the lawn mower when my husband cut the grass.