Evenings have moved outdoors, again, and if we are very lucky, Pirelli joins us.
Beyond the terrace the horse chestnuts are in bloom, and all around us black locust* trees are dripping with scented white flowers. At flower sellers outside bodegas, bucketsful of peonies have replaced cold-weather tulips.
Black locust is North American Robinia pseudoacacia. In New York it is a sturdy street tree, and very welcome to bees and foragers.
Behind the cat and the man, the calamondin tree is loaded. Today, the little, aromatic and very sour fruit will be picked, halved, and laid in salt.
I’ve always liked how you set up your little patch of outdoors no matter where you live. Very cozy. Didn’t know the cat’s name before. We’re very soggy right now here in northern Virginia. We have had a drought since last year but I really didn’t want to make up for it in two days! At least my water barrels are full now. I think they are about 65 gallons each.
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