The dear little darlings are all hunkered down and this is one of those days that can’t seem to get started.
Let’s blame the smoke.
Some days after breakfast we tend to loiter but this morning it was more of a prolonged sit-in.
When finally we hauled ourselves up I realised I was having some sort of allergic reaction, though I’ve no idea what to.
Benadryl appears to have dealt with it.
It seems a good idea to remain indoors at the moment, but I’ve been meaning to post some pictures I took a couple of weeks ago when the weather was blissfully cool and moist.
One day I wandered around outside looking down and realised what works of art were at my feet.
Plain old ordinary clover.
Each one a masterpiece.
A free exhibition, on my very doorstep.
Of course, there was more.
Prunella vulgaris or “Self-heal” (right)
Always happy to see bees.
Wildflowers and grasses line our roads
Wild parsnip (right). Yarrow (below)
One of last year’s additions bloomed:
Plant names refuse to stick with me so I asked Plantnet to remind me and got a cheeky answer:
“Not a plant. May be: insecta.”
Offered a different image it provided:
Virginia Ctenucha moth
“Four-lined plant bug” insists it doesn’t eat my wallflowers.
But it looks awfully suspicious.
As far as I can determine, none of the seeds I planted in the Spring have grown.
But I do have attractive weeds.