It's been too hot to garden. It's almost unbearable to stand outside these early mornings with the hose, keeping the plants hydrated. It was time to pick the yellow squash -
Nothing too remarkable about yellow squash except when you consider that I didn't plant any this year. This particular plant hunkered down under the compost and slept all winter. I tried a new method this season which involved not tilling the compost in, but rather - laying it on top of the existing soil. The tilling comes only in the areas that one actually plants. I have more than a few returning plants - very cool!
After harvesting, I jumped in the car and head south to check out a yarn shop that I'd heard of. My sense of direction has always been keen and I trust it. But somehow I ended up in the southwest corner of a county that I wasn't supposed to be in! Circling back, biting my lip, trying to enjoy the ride - ending up in terrible traffic, getting hopelessly lost in a detour and finally - driving over Storm King mountain. And back. Two hours later I found the little shop and made a few hasty and sweaty purchases.
Cuddly cotton by KFI. Wash cloths.
Aqua and seahorses - there's a theme emerging here.
When I got home I called my daughter to tell her about my harrowing trip. She calmly reminded me that she had downloaded a GPS app on my Iphone. Maps and directions in an instant. I'm a technical idiot.