Morning glories

 

August 29, 2025

Waiting for Iris, bought pottery I didn’t need and then plants to put into the pots.

Successful read-through of Purification at my table last night. It seems short to me, but there’s really nowhere to work in another scene. SS and I should do the show ourselves, as it went off first time without a hitch. 

Packing. Making sure all things are ready for the beach. My needs diminish through the years.

Long wait at the drug store for a prescription I hadn’t submitted, didn’t yet need, but accepted anyway, just in case. The line was twenty people long, and the staff went at their usual careful pace. Every so often a geyser of rage would arise from the line. 

Morning glories everywhere, pink, red, blue, tiny pale white. You forget what havoc they cause in the garden and let them flaunt their beauty.