|Cornwall Rose Garden|
Walking through the Rose Garden on my way home from the coffee shop, I notice that the roses are at their peak right now. Beautiful and fragrant. At least some of them I can smell, and I never know if the others are truly not fragrant or if my smeller just doesn't register their scent. In any event, my eyes are still working well enough for me to have a visual feast.
Our heat wave broke, and now we are enjoying August the way I like it: fluffy white clouds and a light breeze, with the high not expecting to reach 80°F (26°C). Just right! I think I have also adjusted to higher temperatures a little, since yesterday's 82 didn't bother me very much. I still don't think I would ever grow used to triple digits, but you never know what's possible unless you try. However that's one challenge I will try my best to avoid.
Today as I was walking home, I spied a rather large young buck crossing the highway. Everybody stopped to let him go by, but I held my breath until he was safe in the trees. Yesterday I saw a half dozen deer on my early morning walk, all singles, except for one doe with her baby, who has lost his spots and is growing up quickly. He lost sight of her for a minute, and I watched him spring into action and bounce up and down on his spindly little legs as he tried to catch up. On the trail, I also saw two little cottontail bunnies disappear into in the bushes when they saw me coming.
I feel so lucky to have such a beautiful place to live. We are in the season when the rain has stopped (for the most part) and the hottest days of the season are moderating. I don't have anything else on my schedule today, once I finish writing this post, so I'll sit back and kick my feet up!