I looked at my neighbor's Sweet Pea.
I thought of Chris in England.
She grows sweet peas.
I find I talk with the birds.
I share my thoughts.
There are many out now.
I talk with them too.
People I wave to yet seldom speak with.
Today I spoke.
One of the ladies has a Trumpet Vine in her backyard.
She has it growing on an old wash line pole.
It is huge. She has clipped and trained her vine so now it looks to be a tree.
The Hummingbirds come and go all day long she told me.
I needed to get home.
I had left the sprinklers on.
Today I am thinking about visiting, socializing and getting to know a few more of my neighbors. I could share some zucchini. I have plenty.