I was walking to a play with someone, David maybe? We saw Richard and Karrie, who were close friends of mine in high school. I wanted to run up and say hello, but whomever it was who was with me pointed out that she was walking much faster than he, and it looked as if they were having a fight of some sort. Anyway, we went to the play, and while we were waiting for it to start, I met this *very* attractive dark-haired man, with whom I began rolling around with and kissing. There were a few other men waiting to get my attention, but then the play started.
After this, I ran in the meadow behind the theatre, chasing something. There were trees, large, fluffy dogs and high grass. There were also large rusting pieces of farm machinery. Then I woke up.
Once home, we went snail hunting. David was very brave, seeking out snails in their hiding places, knocking them down with a stick, smashing them with a rock and burying them in the garden.* Yes, it was very grody. We also pulled up all the nasturtium we could find, since the snails like to hide under it. It's too bad, since those flowers are edible (a spicy addition to your salad).
After the snail slaughter, David planted the dill and helped me dig up the garden bed formerly known as nasturtium, where I planted my peppermint, greek oregano and sage from last year. This bed lines the southeast side of the porch, and I think it makes sense to have a perennial herb garden there. Along the back of that bed are rose bushes (I think) and jasmine, which trails up the porch railing and looks just lovely** (smells heavenly, too).
I potted the primroses, anemones and columbine, spending far too much time trying to decide which plants would get the sunnier side of the porch steps. Then we swept up and headed for Trader Joe's (grocery market).
**There's even more jasmine on the southwest side of the porch, so right now we've got these dark green leaves and a myriad of maroon buds, ready to burst into fragrant blossoms. A few have opened, and the scent wafts lightly through the air. There's jasmine growing over the bars on the windows in the back of the house, too, so soon we're going to be surrounded by this heavenly scent.