Saturday, April 30, 2016
It's not over...
I followed my nose inside Blew Inn from a steamy morning's yard work. The unmistakable aroma of creole fills every nook and cranny; it smells like Christmas on the Gulf. I foresee a just-In-time visit to Joe Patti's for the last key ingredients.
Our birthday week is ending with an in the ground investment of our gifts: dwarf Japanese maple, bald cypress, confederate jasmine and those red shrubs that bloom pink feathers in the spring. All that's left is pine straw and water and regular visits to keep the jasmine under control.
It has been a memorable week for Philip and me. There are so many changes in our little world. Maybe the biggest is the reality that he is officially retirement age. The plans we've made (mostly him) are coming together. The unknowns of the future can be frightening. We'll do what we can and ride this wave wherever it takes us.
Retirement age or not, it's far from over.
To be continued...