Wednesday, May 24, 2006
The universe definitely knew I was feeling down. It made my gardenia bloom.
The gardenias had both been eaten down to sticks by some sort of critter (deer?) last winter, so I wasn't sure what would happen. The plants looked so pitiful. But this morning, lovely smells wafted towards me when I went out the back door. Woohoo!
I cut the gardenias, brought them inside, and noticed that the roses on my dining room table had opened. They just glowed. I had to take a flash picture to really get the effect. They smell good, too.
Perhaps they know it's Colleen's birthday!
Last night I finished the drudgery (because I don't like them — otherwise, it's pleasant knitting) of the last pair of CIC socks. I wove in almost all the ends, too. So it's just Kitchenering and weaving in the last six ends, now.
Here's proof. I'll do the last bits tonight, honest.