seed head, clematis H. F. Young
This was the year when the clematis montana “rubens,” which self planted four or five years ago, and which she nearly uprooted last summer, when it failed to bloom, finally showed what it was capable of: it climbed over the trellis in our front yard, and suddenly one day, when self raised her eyes, the trellis was covered in tiny pink/red flowers. And they lasted for weeks.
This was also the summer when self decided to plant Dusty Miller in her backyard. She bought a small cell-pack from Home Depot for about $3. They grew super-fast and are now rampant in the backyard.
Self’s two potted hydrangeas grew luscious, fat and bold. The hydrangea “Sister Therese” had huge white flowers, almost as big as self’s face.
Self’s only regret is that she still hasn’t figured out how to take “macro” close-ups with her small Nikon. Everything’s blurred! Hence, pictures like the one above.
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Self caught the 2 p.m. matinee of “Der Baader Meinhof Komplex” at Menlo Park’s Guild. It was a veery good movie. Self was never bored, even though the movie was two and a half hours long. There were two young men in charge of handling the concession stand, selling the tickets, and making the announcements (“Please turn off your cell phones”), which self thought was very sweet. All the members of the audience were white-haired seniors, what’s up with that? Afterwards it occurred to self that young people simply might not know who the Baader Meinhof gang was (They were crazy, but somehow compelling)
Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.
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