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Sunday …

Ann Schwartz

June 16

Happy Father's Day to all who celebrate or want to be celebrated.

March 1955

Dad's daylilies just started blooming for the season. I'm glad I haven't lost them to weeds and neglect.

Yesterday, I thinned some greens in the garden, staked some sunflowers and planted out plants that were either thriving too much in pots … or threatening to die in pots.

I also sanded down and applied new stain to just the tops of two small tables and a bench. They do look better, but I didn't do a very good job, but that's part of the charm of furniture refinishing: things can be improved at a later date.

Myrtle would judge me, perhaps Gary too, but I don't accept criticism the way I used to. When I believe I can do better … I'll try again whenever.

I wheel-barrowed a bunch of mulch to the new part of the flower bed. Photo later.

I was trimming the forsythia, sitting near the ground on a footstool, and noticed two columbines coming up in the middle of the nearby peony. What a surprise, and a sort of bonus: they are columbine colours I've never planted. I didn't get great pictures because the blooms were almost hidden except looking upward from ground level.