It's nice out today. I went out to the yard and took pictures of flowers. I have more pictures of the 'Cheerfulness' and 'Yellow Cheerfulness' daffodils, and more pictures of the Judd viburnum. The sweet woodruff is in bud in places in the shade garden. The remainder of the little roses in the herb garden hadn't been eaten yet. The daylilies in what was the rose garden haven't been eaten yet. Dad pointed out that there was still a short cane of 'General Jacqueminot' in the side yard. There used to be a longer cane, so I suppose that got partially eaten at one point, too. He wondered if it was an understock, and I said it was on its own roots, so that was definitely 'General Jacqueminot'. The Jacobite rose had a number of volunteers, Dad said. I'm not sure if I got it own-root, but I'm pretty sure it's own-root now. It's a fully double alba (Rosa alba (really should be Rosa x alba) 'Maxima'), and an old one even for an alba. It did have a number of new canes spreading around the original plant.
'Mme. Isaac Pereire' is fully leafed out, and has some canes that are five or six feet long. It seems to like its spot by the porch.
I made it to an appointment.
I left the car on the side of the street in case I went out again. It's hard backing down the Driveway from Hell, and I can't back up it. It's steep, with a curve before the end, and it's a drop of a few inches from the driveway to the gutter and the road. A low-slung car gets scraped on the bottom at the end of the driveway. I sometimes get dizzy when I'm a passenger in a car that's backing up the driveway.
There was more on Tumblr about the concerts. J. is working until 5:00 p.m. today, and said we could talk tonight. A. and I are planning to chat tonight, too. A. said by text that he went clubbing over the weekend. He said I should try to get to one of the concerts. I miss having feedback on what was AfterElton. They lost a lot of the community feeling when they became The Backlot. I suppose it's still good for casual readers, except that you can't tell what the latest articles are. Readers seem to be enjoying the Gay Books forum on Goodreads. With the folders, it's more organized than the freeform commentary on the AE "Gay Books -- What We're Reading" forum was.
I made bruschetta with Italian bread, basil, garlic, tomatoes, salt, and olive oil. It was pretty good.
I'm going to go outside again before it's dark. It's supposed to be a lot colder the rest of the week.
Slightly later: I went outside, around the back yard and out to the winter honeysuckle again. Our neighbor was out mowing his lawn, and I waved.
Later: I talked to A. for about an hour and a half. He told me about his clubbing adventures. I told him about my week. My life is much quieter than his.