.....with a few photos and some words. (please don't expect words of wisdom....that's more than my morning coffee can produce! LOL!)
I was going through all the beautiful photos I had collected during our short Spring/Early Summer and thought how High Summer makes the landscape parched and somewhat colorless.
Iris came and went like the wind; memories in digital.
My tiny, tiny herb plantings struggled to produce a few blossoms and then promptly went. Everything was in overdrive.
These wild daisies planted themselves in the middle of the yard and I mow around them. They seem to be the sole survivors of wind, rain, heat, concrete soil and bugs. I love their resilience.
And these, of course, long gone, but what an impact for their short stay......
The Plume Poppy, another tough cookie, that travels throughout the garden and always survives.
For those of you who know me well, you are aware I have bouts of depression, some longer than others. That is where I am right now, slogging it out with the heat of summer and fighting other battles as well. I'm a daisy, I think, as I manage to bloom through any conditions, but the past four weeks have really worn me to a nub. And why I have been scarce in Blogland, and may remain so until things level.
I am posting because there is too much stigma attached to depression~~it is the same as any other illness, but is the quiet one no one speaks of. As though it were a disgrace.....no, it is a major inconvenience for the most part. I am slowed to a snail's pace and want to work and can't.
So here's to kicking it in the rear, and being back with y'all when I am *normal* again...whatever that is!
Well, not TOO normal! ;-)