June 27th. The Water Lilies are glorious. More importantly, it’s Sophie’s 20th birthday!

She is out with Emily mulching another garden right now. Hopefully, she is unaware that we are planning a Tea Party for her in the Arbor Garden this afternoon.

Deb, her mom, is famous for her Cream Teas. When they lived in Cornwall, Deb ran a tea shop at her husband’s pottery. After seeing the tea shop’s menu and tasting her cooking, I know why people came from far and wide for tea in her shop.

Fortunately, even after ten years in America, Deb hasn’t lost her ability to throw a wildly sucessful tea party.

She is in charge of all the desserts today. I made a few savory items with more than a little of my favorite ingredient in them……

Parsley.

No one has quite noticed this yet, but with seven rows of parsley in the Venus Garden, I am adding parsley to everything. And I mean everything.

Do you think garnishing the strawberries this way for today’s party will give me away?

So many beautiful Wildflowers to visit with on today’s early morning walk. Bouquet participants Vetch, Red Clover, Purple Flowering Raspberry, White Yarrow, Black Eyed Susan, Ox Eyed Daisy, and Buttercup are all beloved Flower Essence friends. How glad I am to greet them during their annual return to the meadows and hedgerows of northern New England.

Happy Summer! I’ll be making Flower Essences this morning. So many to make on days like this when so much is blooming and its so clear, bright, and sunny.

Here’s my working list for what I need to make to keep up our inventory. So it’s illegible. Believe me, its still illegible when its in focus. Between me and Deb, no one can decide whose handwriting is worse. Anyways, I can read my scrawl and if I forget to look at the list often enough or can’t decipher something, the Flowers call as I pass them in field or garden to remind me I need to make an Essence from them.

I’m off with my bowls of water. Hope you have a lovely summer weekend!

Hooray!

William is safely done with the school year. When asked today, his first morning of summer vacation, if he wanted to help in the office or help outside, he declined both employment opportunities in order to rest up for a birthday party tonight. This resting involved hitting a soccer ball against the barn door for what felt like a small eternity.

I want to thank all of you who prayed for us and everyone at William’s school this spring. Your prayers lit up the place. We are most deeply grateful for your love and support.

Sadly, so many of you shared with me that you had been through similar situations of death threats. All of you mentioned how isolating these experiences were. We too felt very isolated by our earlier death threat experiences. This time we felt less alone, thanks to you all and your cards, emails, thoughtful encouragement, and prayers. Grateful thanks to each of you for your love and sharing.

Our hope this summer is to peacefully catch our breath. We also plan to lean on the school board so that they come up with a policy for this kind of situation that is not so half baked. Having Jim be Will’s bodyguard for the spring and also guard the other child threatened by this classmate may have given me the courage to send Will to school, but it really shouldn’t be policy.

We will continue to pray for the troubled child who threatened Will and another classmate and hope the help he is getting this summer will mean that no child or family faces this kind of situation again come fall. In the meantime, bodyguard Jim has one more day of school meetings before he too gets a well deserved summer vacation.

I hope he’ll kick the soccer ball against the barn door for a few days himself before diving into one of his summer projects.

I will insist he smell the Roses. They are sooooooo gorgeous this year

He’ll need to smell the new cut hay too.

Or better yet, run out there

and jump from bale to bale.

A time honored June tradition.

Saturday afternoon.

I placed the last of the necessary support twigs for the Sweet Peas in the Venus Garden.

I found homes in various gardens for those last plants that had lingered without clear purpose during the heyday of planting. They even got watered in. I picked up the piles of bindweed from the weeding Emily and I had done during the week.

Then I had some time to admire the good job the honeybees did pollinating the blueberries.

I had time to smell the Roses, which by the way are not this strange garish pink.

I had a moment to smell the Mock Orange too.

Then I moved a bench to the top of the herb garden to I could look at the view.

And watch my own Fabio, aka Jim, mow the lawn.

It was a good moment, a wonderful moment, even though it didn’t last so very long because the flies were terrible, it began to thunder, and Will needed a ride somewhere. But flies and thunder are June and a dear live child needing a ride, well that’s perfection.

Chief inspector May May on the morning rounds with me. Will post more photos soon- Still a bit of a scramble to get the last of the planting done!