Sunlit Pink

I'm not so much a pink girl. 

Not such a surprise with all men in this house, right? 

Pink is not my favorite color in clothes, although my husband likes me in pink, so I do have a couple of pink pieces of clothing. 

Pink paint on walls - no way, no how is that gonna happen. 

But it's hard to avoid pink in the garden. 

I got this hydrangea as a gift, and even though it was pink, it had such a fun name - the Blushing Bride. It starts out white, then matures to a sweet pink blush. In past years, she  has blushed blue, and I've re-named her as the Frigid Bride.

But this year --- it's all the way blush-y pink. 

I'm dealing pretty well with it, for a NOT PINK kinda girl.

And well, pink back-lit with golden spring sunshine - who can resist that?

Randoms:

- Happy First Day of Summer!

- We had friends out for dinner last night. They are older than us by about 15 years, I guess, so they speak with the voice of experience on so many levels. Saints in the church since their youth, they've been through much hardship and they love to tell of the faithfulness of the Lord on the path of life. We're thankful that He brings us companions to make the journey rich. 

- Today I get to enjoy the Day After Guests today! No cleaning, since it was all done yesterday in preparation for the friends. Truly, I love that 'all done' feeling. Maybe that's how people feel after the cleaning lady leaves? Well, I guess it's not exactly the same... 

It does last for more than fifteen minutes, too, now that the kids are older. 

- There were no takers for the hydrangea bouquets, but last night they found a purpose! The dinner friends volunteer at the local hospice every week, and mentioned that they would be stopping at Krogers to pick up their unsold flowers. They arrange them for the patients who don't receive any flowers and as a blessing for the nurses. The friends took the huge vaseful of blooms that were on the table - light blues, dark blues and purples - to use at the hospice today! We're hoping they return to cut flowers for the hospice every week. Is that cool or what? I'm so glad someone will be enjoying all that BLUE BEAUTY.

- I dragged the watering hose around the yard this morning early after MWH left for work at 7. I didn't bother to change out of my pajama pants, since WHO would see me so early anyway? It's awkward, the way I have to keep both pants legs pulled up to the knees (so they don't drag the ground and get all wet with dew) while dragging the long, heavy, loooonnnngggg hose. It's definitely an upper body work out, all done while holding your pants legs up with one hand. 

Are you getting a feeling for the awkwardness??? 

So did my neighbor. I think she was more embarrassed for me than I was. But her dog enjoyed it, barking and snarling at me for the first time ever. 

I didn't think I looked THAT bad in my PJs...