1 post tagged “drowning flowers”

It finally stopped raining a few hours ago. It rained most of the night, and all morning. Lots of rain, buckets of rain, inches and inches it seems of rain. I came home from a Mom Mentor group at church this morning to find my front flower bed underwater. Snapdragons up to their little necks in water. (Can you tell I have poor drainage in that bed? But won't do anything about it since we'll be gone in a few months!)

I bailed out part of the bed with a cup (I'm sure the neighbors thought I was crazy since it was still pouring down rain while I was doing this...leaning out from under the overhang trying not to get soaked. Then I discovered a space in the landscaping edge where I could "let" out all the water almost like pulling the stopper out of the bathtub. Same effect, after I removed a few pieces of mulch and rocks...all the water in the bed, whooshed out and down the driveway.

Now the sun is blazing down on the poor half-drowned flowers (that had just recovered from last weekend's downpour). I hope it helps to dry it out soon!

I should be cleaning and tidying the house for tomorrow. Since tomorrow Andrew's family will converge upon the house for graduation festivities. And then my parents are watching Gavin and our niece Lauren while we, and Andrew's parents and sister go to the graduation dinner that promises to be probably another long-winded speech punctuated by food and being out past my bedtime (you'll understand once you have a baby...when they go to bed, it's a good idea to just pack it up for the day too!) after an already long-winded day of breakfast at 8 (I'm never presentable to the world by 8!), graduation at 10, and then Andrew getting his long-anticipated wings at 11. Then there's a million tours of the squadron and looking at planes and all that fun stuff, where I might be tempted to sneak home and take a nap :)

So I should be preparing for all of this, but I've been enjoying a quiet couple of hours, since it's 4:35 and Gav laid down for a nap at 2. I ate my lunch in peace, I read a magazine, I sort of watched some odd movie with Harrison Ford involving Amish people, and I'm debating about starting dinner even though Andrew flies tonight and won't be home till late. I think I'm just going to enjoy my last few minutes of quiet time where I'm not being tugged on, or squealed at...and do nothing.