it's already the thirty-last day of July

This has been a lost summer for me. Spending 3 1/2 weeks in St Louis has pretty much trashed the yard from neglect. We have TVs, desks in various stages of assembly/disassembly and just plain stuff all about the house, and the disorder is fraying my mind. My friend is painting, and I mentally go into her clean empty room and admire the prospect of having everything in order. I do not deal well with too much household entropy.

So I leave you with images of the vanished garden. It will be spring again soon enough.