It’s freaking gorgeous here. I am so happy to be in Tucson right now, with summer on the way; there are no words to express my joy. I am about the only person here who can’t WAIT for it to get seriously hot. I love to really broil, like at least 90F. I am going to swim, and bead, and write, and swim, and bead, and take gorgeous photographs. ALL SUMMER LONG.
All of the citrus are blooming now; Spanish lemons, Meyer lemons, Minneola Tangelos, oranges, and a little Limequat tree named Eustace that may or may not be happy in its location.
A cute little bee on a navel orange flower,
Meyer lemon, on the patio,
The potato vine, by the gate,
the flower I always forget, in a pot,
and the honeysuckles, all of them except the Cape,
and the lilac bush.
Thankfully the Desert Willows put out some leaves (I had feared for them, with the lows in the teens) but oddly the bougainvillea is still pretending to be a dead clump of sticks. It makes no sense; it must be about to burst into flower any second.
No matter what happens to the vine, the huge news is that the pool is OFFICIALLY over 72F. I was too busy to swim today (boo!) but have promised myself a good one tomorrow, and every day after that.
I cleaned all of the bird feeders, watered all of the plants, kissed all of the cats, stocked up the fridge, and spend about 8 hours shipping about 100 things today. Two more days of that will put me right.