It felt like a near-death experience. Me. Turbo kickboxing after eight months away. Burning chest, raspy breathing, nausea. And my chipper instructor was happily babbling about the weather. While I glared, I somehow absorbed her information: Low 90s this weekend. No way! Too soon.
But it’s almost June and in Sacramento that spells summer heat.
The only thing good about it? The (five month) burst of hot sun will be fabulous for my burgeoning tomato garden.
|Newly acquired sun stake for my front yard tomato garden. I’m trying to pretty up the space but with cheap accoutrement, lest they be stolen. I’m pleased at the growth just in the last two weeks since I wrote “Fixing my tomato mistakes.”|
May 1– To selfie or not to selfie
May 2- Helping things grow
May 3- All the feels
May 4- When your imagination wears you out
May 5- ‘How Porcupines Make Love’: Because, why not?
May 6- A man who makes me laugh
May 7- That elusive quality of nature
May 8- Sky Ops Surprise: That one time I was an under-cover agent
May 9- Family, love and light
May 10- A Mother’s Day trio
May 11- Spring in full burst
May 12- Fixing my tomato mistakes
May 13- Flowers in a drought
May 14- Baked cheesy pasta and caramelized cauliflower, yes please
May 15- Hangar time