We had a visitor yesterday. Actually, he visits every day. Yesterday, though, he was especially entertaining. He hung there like that for a few moments before jumping down. It was pretty clear that he was enjoying himself.
Raindrops on the Garden
Quarter
Will Franny Eat It?
Will Frances eat a garlic dill pickle? Oh yes, she will!
Hostas
The hostas suddenly got huge. There is a wild columbine peeping out from behind it, and in the very top left, a wild geranium leaf.
It looks like zinnias are starting to come up, and maybe even some of the sunflowers I planted. Alas, I think Franny and I killed the butterfly bush. If so, I’ll plant another one next year.
Bee
The Ear of Judgment
Bad Piglet
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Bad Piglet is bad. He shot out the door again. AGAIN. I had to chase him in my socks.










