The wee hairs on the bees (still no sign of the yard guys) are so precious.
Yes, I’m weird. Too old to care.
Little Hairs
Weed Haven
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!
EDIT!
That was February, this is June.
There are some weeds left, but I pulled so many by hand. No chemicals around the dogs!
Getting a Drink
Bad photo because it’s so zoomed in… but look at this precious woodpecker drinking from the Bird of Paradise bloom…
Sunrise
This morning before sunrise the east was ablaze with bright yellow which became orange. Brilliant transformation!
This picture shows the real deal, even my fence (which my neighbor broke) and another neighbor’s house.
Hope it doesn’t rain; I’m planning kabobs on the grill for dinner.
In the Gloaming
For the first time in my life I’m happy Christmas is over.
It was tough, to say the least. I didn’t cook. Family left early. A card was sent apologizing.
You know that time at sunset when the color flares bright then gradually begins to fade? It’s my least favorite time.
In fact, I like sunrises better.
Sunset
Isn’t it irritating when you witness a breathtaking sunset but can’t really capture the stunning beauty of it all? Me too.
October Blooms
Okay, I can’t help myself. They’re not important or groundbreaking… but I’m enjoying them. So.
In October?
Some of my lilies have decided to bloom… now. In October. A first!
And here’s a plumeria I planted a couple of months ago. Yes, my beds need work. Well, so does my back. So there. 😉
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