Molly, our principal saxophonist, took such nice pictures of her Lupines in the back yard of her new house last week that I was inspired to wander around the yard with my camera. And Carole has been sharing her video log for a while now. But I am not as brave as her to have a running dialog as I scan the neighborhood. Besides, she has a way cool southern accent which reminds me of my relatives from Kansas. Hey, I can’t compete with that.
It’s been very warm (read hot) for a week now and the grass is starting to go dormant with that fresh hay smell and brown color. So finding flowers that were close to their prime was a challenge. It’s 9 AM and there is a light mist.
The Hydrangeas are not as blue as they will be in a week, but they are happy with the new rain. Yes, I’m a flag guy. This Iris is so big it’s leaning away from the Lilacs.
This plant is more flowers than bush. I would be remiss if I didn’t include Frodo under the Spruce tree that almost died. My granddaughter Amber likes this fellow. Oh, and yes, I did get my deck restained in time for the 4th of July, but it’s raining.
It looks like we’ll have a bumper crop of apples from the trees. As I surveyed my work Shelby sez, “Hey, is it time to go in yet?” :o)