Iris

A slightly cooler, but still sunny, windy and (again) dry day. I just learned that this spring is the driest ever recorded in our area.

I visited my mother and helped her elderly carer T with chores. She still can’t use the dishwasher, and doesn’t remember which rubbish belongs in which bin. When I took the recycling bin out to the curb, I found lots of smelly bathroom waste in it. I had to sort it all out, so the bin will get collected and not left behind. And there’s no way to talk about these issues with T, because she doesn’t understand any of it.

When I got home, it cheered me up to see that the first iris had opened in our front garden.