Almost singular

The Rose of Sharon seem to be keeping to themselves this year.

A keeper regardless

My dear wife Karen has let this grow tall. I don’t know if it’s a weed or a plant, but I definitely dodged it with the mower. Don’t want to anger Jack or the Giant, either. And now she tells me, it’s a sunflower and we’re waiting for the flower part!

Take your pick and stay safe

My dear wife Karen has established three distinct seating areas in our wonderful backyard oasis. Best for social distancing and everybody’s safety if and when the kids and/or neighbors Georgia and Bert come over for a bit.

Black-eyed Susans emerge

I still don’t know if this hardy stand of Black-Eyed Susans grow on our lawn or our neighbor’s. Right on the line, they are. No matter, really. Beautiful they are. And on the day the blooms emerged, when night fell, my dear wife Karen and I heard the buzz of the cicadas when we let…