We continue to feel so lucky in finding this apartment, particularly on sunny Sundays in June, when our back balcony is a breezy, cozy sanctuary; a liminality between in and out, private home and neighborhood society.
We enjoyed brunch together last weekend, along with a little light reading.
Repotted some happy plants…
… and got creative drying the week’s laundry in the fine weather.
The porch is a new experience for the cats, who are practicing giving their mother attacks of the nerves by exploring the top of the (second floor! far from the ground!) railing without a net. We feel they should could equipped with safety tethers.
Geraldine seems largely content to chill in the shade or sun and survey her surroundings.
The clean laundry is obviously the best place for a black cat to settle in for a nap.
Meanwhile, our next door neighbors M and J have gotten a head start over us in the gardening department, with lots of promising seedlings that spent the weekend drinking up the sun and water they were afforded.
Hope y’all are finding ways of being in this early-summer moment. Happy June.