Among other things, I spent a little time playing with the macro filter this weekend. (That’s right — I still know where it is! Which, sadly, is more than I can say for some of my sewing gear… sigh.)
The Chubs was an extremely patient model while I got in her face. She’s good that way. And rumbly.
Iris! The last surviving flower in our garden. Despite their not-at-all sunny spot, they still keep blooming year after year. One day I’ll get organized, dig them up and plant them in a proper bed with way more sun. One day.
I’d never seen a black moth before. When I pointed it out to The Boy, his only response was “Get the Princess.”
These flowers (or, well the plants) have a strange, bright smell. I keep wanting to think it’s lemon verbena, but I’m pretty sure it’s not. Anyone know what this is?
I had pulled up the lawn cushion, to find hundreds of tiny yellow spiders scurrying over it in one spot. An egg must have hatched there! I left it on the lawn, in the hopes that the spiders would disperse and I’d be able to reclaim the cushion. To my surprise, the spiders didn’t move off the mat at all: they regrouped together. Several hours later, they had moved off the cushion into the nearby grass, but were maintaining a ball-like formation. It wasn’t until the next day that they had started spreading out — using an intricate network of webbing — and that’s what I caught here. By the evening of this day, they were gone. Spiders! In formation! Who knew?