A fat robin getting lunch together for the kids at home.
See the interloper, top right...
This is your opportunity to leave, while I'm not looking at you!
They went at each other and were gone, faster than my camera.
Down garden row.
Three years on it's my turn to thin out plant groups.
A cone flower.
There has been three quarters inch of rain since rain gauge installation.
A deluge is predicted for the weekend.
Raspberries by the fourth of July.
Right on schedule.
The purple flower whose name I don't remember,
except it's not lupine.
Finally, the mystery plant no one claims.
Laura tells me it's not a safflower, because she's pulled more than a few safflower sprouts.
It's flowers still point down. If it's a weed, there surely will be a lot more next year.