Ah, what a beautiful, sunny day!
Took care of some odds and ends this morning, including taking out the recycling, talking to the bank in North Dakota where I still have an IRA concerning rolling the IRA into a joint account, and talking to the delivery people about the dining room table we ordered, which will be here on Wednesday! Yay! Maybe we can get it put together this weekend. I can hardly wait to see how it looks.
I also started the July book for our book club, Ironweed by William Kennedy. I know I'm starting it a little late, but I think there are a few who haven't finished June's book. I also think this will be a fairly fast read. It's actually the third book in Kennedy's Albany series, and it won the Pulitzer prize in 1984. After reading the first couple of chapters, it's looking pretty good that I'll enjoy it. It tells the sad tale of Francis Phelan, a former baseball player who accidentally drops his infant son--who dies immediately of a broken neck. Francis left his family because he is so racked with guilt and is now busy living the life of a bum while he tries to drink himself to death. Will he find redemption? Will he find absolution? That seems to be the subject over the past couple of days, with Michael Corleone searching for it, too. The dialogue is very well written--reminds me a little of some of the dialogue in The Grapes of Wrath.
Oh, and while I was sitting outside reading, a male hummingbird hovered in front of me for several seconds, checking me out. I love it when that happens!
Oh my, what a nice surprise I just got! The phone rang, and it was our friends in Michigan, Bill and Mary Sue! Well, just Mary Sue, as Bill was at work. She wanted to invite us along to spend a week with their family in a little house near Lake Michigan and the town of Saugatuck. That would have been a lot of fun, but doggone it, if it isn't right when we're going to California! How nice of them to think of us, though, and we agreed that it's been way too long since we've gotten together. The last time was when Ken went up for their twins' high school graduation party--and I had to work. She suggested maybe even meeting for a weekend in Chicago or something. We got caught up on a few things, and I'm sure Ken will want to call back and talk to them soon, too.
When I went out to get the mail, I stopped and looked at our flowerbed. The daisies are just blooming like crazy! They look so pretty and cheery, and their stems are so sturdy. I was happy to see that some of the perennials I recently planted also seem to be doing well, and some have a bloom or two! Looks like I picked some that will survive the direct sun very nicely, but it remains to be seen if they'll survive the winter. It seems that some perennials are a little more sensitive to the cold. I had taken a picture last week and messed with it a bit, but hadn't had a chance to include it yet. I was thinking this was a bellflower, but I think it's actually a balloon flower. Here's before: