July 4, 2016
Another year has gone by. We still don’t live on Southeast Main Street, but the blog still insists we do. Blogs are so stuck-in-the-mud.
But in the interest of the occasion, here’s another photo of our “new” house, same day, a year later.
Underwood’s House, July 4th, 2016
More flowers. Better photo. Better camera. More time for flowers to grow and (we hope) flourish.
For comparison, here’s the photo from the first year we lived here:
Underwood’s House, January 2015
Last year was hot and dry and our gardening was aimed at keeping what we planted alive. We scandalized our neighbors by watering day and night, but the plants survived, as we survived — battered but still going.
With any luck, this summer will be easier, the fall full of sun, and the winter’s rains will bring great green stuffs come next spring.
In the meantime, Jer and I are taking a photo class, I have a new upscale camera (and he has his old upscale camera) and we are hoping to revive southeastmain. I suspect the name will be the same. After all, another Southeast Main St is not all that far away from NE 86th, and we are a product of the old place just as we are products of all our histories.
As Garrison Keillor would say: “You get old and you realize there are no answers, just stories.” I love telling stories, especially stories with illustrations.