Weekly Garden Snapshot: 2025 week 30
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Holding more flowers than expected.)
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Holding more flowers than expected.)
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 30 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… –– And then the breeze turned cold, and the sky again cast a red light, and I was crouched alone in the silence beside the wall of the rail-deck. But it was the day that…
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Where we’ve been getting surprise bursts of precipitation.)
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 29 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… –– And then I blinked, and found myself again standing inches away from my bell-Template. But it was Jack who was standing up on my stool, holding one line of the molding form we’d just…
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Which is looking a bit hot and spindly these days.)
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 28 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Either way, I could tell I wasn’t blushing this time. “If you show me the project you’ve been working on, will you take me to the noodle shop again after?” I was looking down now,…
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Hot in the day but lovely and starry at night.)
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 27 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… I let myself into the flat quietly. Nina would be back by now, and sleeping. And there wasn’t much night left before dawn for me to get my sleep in. I touched my teeth again,…
See Previous | See Next This week in my garden. (Secretly actually covered in daisies.)