After what has seemed like days of rain ever since I returned from southern California (where it was cloudy most of the time), I see the sun peeking out from behind this morning's clouds. The forecast says it will be quite nice this week. The pictures in today's post were taken when Judy and I visited RoozenGaarde on the Monday before I left. Most of the tulips were in bloom, but between the daffodils and the tulips you can see a muddy section; we squished around in rather soggy conditions at the gardens almost two weeks ago. Linda Letters visited the area a bit later and wrote about it here, with some stunning pictures to boot. She had sunshine, which was more than we got.
Gray skies couldn't dampen the festive colors
It's been a stressful week, with the strain of travel plus the awful goings-on in Boston and my disappointment about the background-check bill not passing. But I'm not going there, since there is simply nothing I can do about it. Monday I will see a retina specialist about my eyesight, which is more pressing. I've got AMD (age-related macular degeneration) and my eye doctor wants me to see a specialist. There is no treatment for it that I know about, unless it develops into wet AMD and then they can inject something into my eyeballs (shudder!) to treat that form of it.
Such a pretty pink, don't you think?
Instead, I'm going to concentrate on my garden and look at all the things in bloom around me. Almost every tree is covered in blossoms; many of the earliest rhododendrons are out; and there is much to be grateful for. The sun is shining, brightening up the landscape. It boils down to what I spend my limited attention on, and I'm choosing to look at the positive side of life, even if it takes some effort.