Finally, on the 5th of July, I got some of the annuals put in the beds.

So many things have changed in the last few years, but one constant is the geraniums off the veranda. I don’t even like geraniums, but this is where they belong, where they have been my entire life.

The girl laughed me as I complained of the geranium smell while we planted them together.

But they bring me a lot of comfort. With so many changes, it’s important that some things stay the same.