drowning at 7 feet sea level
Not what I’m supposed to be buying (pollinators), but the bamboo will go on the patio for ambiance. Right now the back patio is an urban desert containing a grill and a table and chair set that was old when we bought the place 20 years ago.
Pollinators when I can get to Home Depot with the man.
I thought the Everglades were on fire last night, the sunset was so brilliant!
…and a full view.
It was amazing. These might be the best of the pictures but who knows, I took so many.
And all I had to do was walk out my back door. Wow.
The wee hairs on the bees (still no sign of the yard guys) are so precious.
Yes, I’m weird. Too old to care.
The yard guys are obviously running behind, but I delight in the weeds. Never one to worry over or demand grassy perfection, I’m happy as long as it’s green.
When it grows out this long I plop down amongst the blue, violet and yellow. The bees work purposefully around me, from flower to flower, unconcerned by my presence or that of the dogs. Serenity!
Bad photo because it’s so zoomed in… but look at this precious woodpecker drinking from the Bird of Paradise bloom…
pamibe 