You know in your mind that you're plumb insecure and that killing a man is real immature

[sovay]

I have never before independently lived anywhere I could sit on the stoop of my building and read, which is what I was doing this afternoon with the summer-weight sunlight and Karen Burroughs Hannsberry's Bad Boys: The Actors of Film Noir (2003) when a_reasonable_man came by. According to the herbal app on his phone, the ground cover mixed with the violets and broken glass in our back yard is soapwort or bouncing bet, matching the provisional identification by pameladean. We walked around the neighborhood for my first time in depressingly literal weeks—either I have missed cherry blossom season or we have no cases within range, but there were flowering dogwoods and redbuds, something that looked like a may-tree by the Mystic shedding whitely into the water. I am stir-crazy with no stamina, but it was wonderful to be outside talking with a friend. My life has been feeling like the diminishing zap of an old cathode-ray TV. I did not expect as a side effect of thinking about Westerns that my brain would earworm me full-time with the Limeliters' "Gunslinger."

Comments

[asakiyume]

Summer-weight sunlight--I love that. I love how flowers catch it. Tulip are even cup-shaped, if you want to drink it.

(In your low-stamina state, you have nevertheless written *two* film reviews that I have yet to read. Very much looking forward to them.)

[batdina]

Those flowers are beautiful.

[julian]

In case it helps, I'm still running into cherries blossoming.

Also, thank you for your tulips.

[pameladean]

Given the situation of our bouncing bet, I wouldn't quite say it needs broken glass to thrive, but it certainly has no objection to it at all. Ditto Canada violets (those are large white ones with a yellow center and a pink splash on the back of one petal).

Those tulips are both homely and absolutely other-worldly. Thank you.

P.

[gwynnega]

Those tulips are beautiful.

[nineweaving]

How wonderful that you were out in the summer-weight sunlight with a book and tulips and a friend!

Nine

[minoanmiss]

"stir crazy without stamina" -- yes that. ergh.

I saw some white and some pink trees in Cambridge this morning.

[oracne]

I'm so glad you got out, and on such a beautiful day!

[selkie]

I think if one has a bed-bound childhood, one unlearns stir-craziness because authority is involved and hospital windows don't open; I only think I remember what it must have felt like, so I can't sympathize as much as I want to. But I am very glad you got a sunny walk with plants. *hugs*