prairie point

I saw a white iris blooming as I was running an errand this morning. According to my mother the old-fashioned white ones are the first to bloom. She calls them “flags” instead of irises. Mine always bloom much later, even the white ones. But the foliage is always interesting to look at even when they are not blooming.

It was cold and damp today. They are predicting rain for tomorrow. It was very late when I got home from work last night and I was still recovering this morning. At first I did not even want to get out. Finally I decided to fertilize the front lawn. It is something I always do about this time each year with an organic fertilizer. It always annoys Tricia because it is made of chicken manure and has a smell. She claims I always put it out just when she is expecting her friends over. The activity warmed me up a little and took my mind off my “office work.”

There was a hike scheduled for this morning that I intended to take. Looking for “trout lilies” in the Trinity Forest. I seem to always miss seeing these woodland flowers. But today I seemed to just need a morning of doing nothing more than anything else.