Dreams of Mediterranean Coast
77 Degrees and Just Nice!
This weekend I sat out in much lighter than normal clothes..I actually was warm enough in a tanktop! But I wrapped my hair in a bun with a bright white scarf sporting hot pink roses...felt part 50s, part Italy/Greece... I brought my blooming geraniums out for some sun. the green metal bistro was parked up against the brick wall of the house for added warmth. I set the geraniums on the table, leaving room for my book, sunglasses, and cold drink... I spent hours reading all about how
Frances Meyers discovered an ancient antique sink in her back yard in Bramasole in Tuscany, working with various contractors to order a gate, re build a stone wall, and have guests with only a dining room table and old linen cloth. She took a jar and filled it with wildflowers (the advantages of living near tick country - plenty of flowers for spur of the moment decorating!)
There was a slight breeze and as I rubbed the geraniums between thumb and forefinger a wonderful scent of its leaves drifted towards me...I squinted in the sunlight, took a slow deep breath, and smiled.