I was enjoying my coffee in a lawn chair last week watching the sprinkler go back and forth. A hummingbird was darting in and out of the mist.

I’m happy about the nighttime temperatures this summer.

I had my maternal grandmother, Nonnie, until I was well into my 30s with children of my own.

Some years ago I planted some artichokes and its cousin, cardoon. I promptly lost the labels and could not tell them apart.

It is difficult to maintain a cheerful nature in hot and humid weather. I suppose it’s great for beachgoers.

I take full responsibility for the errors in last week’s column. As most of you know, I hand-write on Tuesdays and my editor is kind to swing by my house, collect it, and enter it into the computer.