THINGS ARE GROWING LIKE CRAZY. It’s days like this I itch for a macro lens. But everything is big and bountiful and thriving.
Including my lawn, which we haven’t mowed in forever, so please ignore that part. I’ve added bits and pieces here and there, and made two trips to Lester’s Farm to pick up more perennials, like these snapdragons. Most of the things I have purchased I have quickly forgotten what they’re called.
The phlox is flowering. I thought I got one blue and one pink but they’re both pink so I guess I was wrong.
My lupins are growing well, but I long for the large clumps I see in the parks here. The Pie and I have a secret plan to go lupin stealing in the middle of the night shortly. Don’t tell anyone.
The things that I don’t know what they’re called are about to flower, which might aid my identification process.
I have been fighting the slugs. The whole city is out of Slug-B-Gone so I got these slug traps but they don’t seem to be working. You can see the slime trail on my bleeding heart.
I fear for my pretty little hostas.
My purple thing and peonies get more enormous every year.
As does my columbine. It helps that columbine is a weed here.
And this? Well, this is a mushroom. It has been raining quite a bit.