We have five now in the back yard.
The leaves on the bushes are being eaten up
by the Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars.
This pleases me!
We have five now in the back yard.
The leaves on the bushes are being eaten up
by the Zebra Swallowtail caterpillars.
This pleases me!
I have been watching the Fig Beetles fly about in the vegetable garden. They bury themselves in the grass clipping paths. I am pleased to have these Flower Scarabs in my garden. I think they are exotic. With all the rains and high temperatures this summer my Midwest garden feels like the tropics.
The Red-spotted Purples are feeding on sliced oranges.
There is a shop near by that carries Madeira embroidery.
I did not know what it was until this morning when I read my grandmother's July 1912 issue of Needlecraft.
As the sun rose so did the temperature.
It is hot and humid.
The air is filled with moisture and bugs.
It is hot and humid.
Perfect bug weather.
I am out in the gardens. I am weeding and deadheading. I am saving seed.
I am connecting with my plants.
I am saving containers to winter sow this coming year. I am dreaming of gardens.
I once again am a plant person.
I feel good. I feel well. I feel whole again.
My knees were fine today, no pain when I unfolded.
My back and shoulders are just fine.
It was hot and humid but I could be outside.