Morning Flowers
I had some time while waiting for the bus this morning, so I had a wander around the garden.
And no, I still don’t have my car back. The shop called to tell me it was finished, and I went to pick it up, but the brakes still weren’t right. They think the pedal just needs to be adjusted. It was so soft that there was no reaistance at all and no braking until the pedal was on the floor. It did brake, though!
They promised they’d work on it first thing in the morning and that it will FOR REAL be finished tomorrow.
Found
Rain
More Flowers
I got out the big camera, for a change. All these were taken with a Lensbaby 2.0. Close-ups were taken with a macro filter.

Beetles having sexy fun time on Queen Anne’s Lace
And guess what? My car still isn’t fixed. They put everything back together and still couldn’t get the brake lines to pressurize, because the master cylinder is also shot. So that’s going to double my repair bill. They said the part should arrive tomorrow morning, and they promised it would be ready to pick up by the end of the day tomorrow.
I thought that the one silver lining of losing Frances, and it was a pretty piss poor one, was that I would finally be done hemorrhaging ridiculous amounts of money. HA! No, I would not be that lucky.
Flowers
Shelfie with Mack
Marginalia
Anjou Pear

gouache on 140 lb Canson cold press watercolor paper
I had been planning on going to the animal shelter yesterday after work. So of course, on my way to work yesterday morning, the brake warning light on my car came on. Instead of looking at dogs, I dropped my car off at the auto shop. They called this morning to say that there’s a broken rear brake line, leaking rear differential, and a broken brake caliper slide, all of which will cost about $500 to fix.
I’d like to stop hemorrhaging money soon, pleaseandthanks.
July, July!
This flower pot is a popular napping spot for the feral cats. I put an end panel from a dog crate over it, to discourage them, which seems to be working well. Yay!
And then, since something worked for me, the damn deer ate my day lilies. We are not allowed to have nice things, obviously.



















