"I don't think anyone should write their autobiography until after they're dead.” Sam Goldwyn

I took the day off. and read magazines and parts of a Biography of Charlotte Bronte and napped with Abster  upstairs on the chaise under the new umbrella....and gave myself a pedicure with real  rose color on my toes and then waxed my legs from the knee down (both veet and nim are great products). In between i managed to fold some laundry and plant carnation and gypsophilia seeds in the top deck planters. [having decided not to grow tomatoes this year]
and Bailey's Manual of Cultivated plants did not let me down. the amazing bush on the east side of the house is a Japanese quince: genus Chaeomeles. it's gorgeous and in full bloom right now.

Someone I respect suggest I read Obama's first book, which I did and i liked him even less afterwards. Of course I will vote for him if nominated... but Hill is still my girl. I might make scrambled eggs for dinner. this is a great lazy  day.