My apple trees are blooming. Well, two of them are: the Gala tree and the Jonagold tree, the Golden Delicious having bitten the dust sometime between last fall and now. I don’t know if they’ll pollinate each other or not; apples are tricky this way. I know for sure the Golden would have pollinated them both. Decision: pull out dead tree and replant, or not? The CEO is all for jerking them out and replacing them with pear trees, but I’m not in favor. We already have two pear trees.
Monday, Apr. 27: the weather started out chilly but became fairly comfortable later. SOTD: Safari. Again. #notsorry Two of Gaze’s aunts have gently chastised us for not letting them know he was in an accident, and I’m not sure what to do about that, either. I did text my sister, to prevent myself having a loud meltdown, and I did later call his grandparents, but not any of my sisters-in-law. Was I wrong? Not sure.
The CEO came in at some point and told me I smelled nice. “Sort of rosy?” he asked.
“Um. . . lavender?”
I laughed. “Definitely not.” (Lavender gives me headaches.)
“Well, what is it then?”
“Green notes, galbanum, hay, and amber.”
“So none of the things I guessed.”
“Nope.” It’s a good thing he’s cute.
Tuesday, Apr. 28: Cloudy. Bleah. SOTD: Crown Perfumery Crown Bouquet, that “greenest of all green flower gardens,” according to its PR materials. Big fat juicy smack of galbanum and marigold to start, then very quiet jasmine and hyacinth, all of it sweet in a very floral, inedible way — sweet and wet and green. I love this stuff. I bought two bottles. You can’t find it now, because Clive Christian bought Crown in order to use its crown-topped bottles, and then did away with all its existing fragrances. (To this day I’ve never tried a Clive Christian fragrance, and I never will.)
Wednesday, Apr. 29: Rain. Chill. Brr. Doesn’t feel like the end of April. SOTD was Lolita Lempicka Minuit.
Thursday, Apr. 30: More rain and chill. No SOTD. Very busy. Sigh.
Friday, May 1: May Day calls for Tauer Carillon pour un Ange. (I sold my bottle of Diorissimo; I don’t really miss it.) I’ve gone through two spray samples of CpuA, and it might be time to get another.
Since Hunter-doggle is SO INSANE that he likes to eat used napkins/paper towels/tissues — he will literally steal them from the kitchen table, and as of yet we have been unable to break him of the habit — I’m going to try using cloth napkins. Made a set of six from printed quilt fabric (double-sided) and another set from a cream cotton sheet I bought on a whim at Goodwill for fifty cents. I’m pleased.
Saturday, May 2: More Carillon pour un Ange. Gorgeous day today, too.
Gaze made arrangements to sublet his cousin’s (my nephew Curiosity’s) apartment in Blacksburg for the summer, so he can cut a 45-minute one-way drive down to 10-15 minutes, and better, avoid the road on which he had that scary accident. I am relieved. I hope Curiosity’s as pleased with the arrangements as we are. He’s got an engineering internship in the DC area this summer, closer to home, so his apartment was going to sit empty.
Sunday, May 3: Chilly in the morning, warming up to another lovely day. SOTD was beautiful peach-rose Ines de la Fressange, my Garden Party Frag. I love it so much. This little 1-ouncer is alllllllmost gone.