Waiting for Rain

Good Late Wednesday Afternoon.

We're still waiting for rain on this windy cloudy day with many peeps of sunshine

as we look beyond the honeysuckle at the hayfield, its lupins faded to seed pods

I came out with the camera because I had caught sight of a fabulous black and red butterfly in the herb garden but alas it was gone when I returned. So I wandered about the yard cataloguing some of the garden's progress including the march of the baby Harelson's, a Minnesota breed of apple.

The Hydrangea, clipped back severely, has come in stronger than ever and is about to take over -

the neighbourhood!

I am just as aggressive with pruning back the wild roses which doesn't seem to hurt them a bit,

hardy, prickly, marauding bush that it is.

You may remember Wally's composter and the little garden he put in beside it.

The metal "doughnut" is a foundling that we later realized is the top of a commercial garbage can.

Here is a close up of an Echinacea flower in bud that you can see in the Composter Garden

On the other side of the composter, the clematis are happy

doing a lovely job of disguising our garden waste from the street

Mallow are blooming in our lily garden, including some white ones this year.

The other ash tree, streetside, that I don't photograph that often has some low hanging branches.

Our front lawn is a little unkempt, especially where Wally left clumps of forget-me-nots to bloom well into seed. The hedge needs a trim too. I picked 3 armfuls of dead branches off the lilacs that you can see near the bottom right yesterday evening.

Such a small property by our old country standards requires a lot of maintenance now.

Here is another wild rose bush growing out of one of our front hedges.

I could be dead heading these chives but I like the look of them too much

Now our lemon thyme has gone to flower too.

They're edible; I think I'll add them to some rice.

Here a starling on the roof of Forget-Me-Not Cabin, joined its mates down in our yard.

My photos are poor as birds do love to dart about. This female came quite near the house.

She made herself very busy foraging. I do enjoy these little birds.

Meanwhile, back in the house, Babu is looking quite serene,

about an hour after he came rolling down the stairs in a box,

or maybe the box came rolling down after he jumped out of it where I set it at the top of the stairs.

I only heard the rumble.  But he didn't seem any worse for wear.

As a precaution, I gave him some Arnica Montana in case he got bumped.

Uh-oh, there's that look again.  I'm going to assume there's nothing there- again.

Don't you love those kitty lips....

I hope you're having a pleasant mid-week and taking in the amazing summer weather- or winter for that matter- wherever you are.  I am always amazed by what I discover with the camera and highly recommend it for companionship in nature.

peace