This America rose has faded to a nice pink over the past two weeks. The large bud opened and has been well preserved as turned from salmon to pink, but the three buds accompanying the rose have shown very little growth or progress toward opening. Between the very cool nights and shortened days, I’m not sure there is enough warmth or light left in a day for them to fully open.
Woke up to a misty morning, and dripping wet plants after the evening thundershowers.
Mermaid’s blooming.
Playing peekaboo with a grasshopper.
After a lot of banging, bending, and creative work, I got the swivel portal-door for the darkroom I’m building repaired and working after the shippers had trashed it as best they could. Now I have the rest of the framing done, the exhaust fan installed, and the sink roughed in.
Following the ducks is a bit of “macro madness” — I found various interesting critters in the iris and roses. While I was out moving hoses to hook up drip systems, this female mallard hopped up on the neighbor’s wall. Then she hopped back down, and I could hear her making little quacking noises. When I looked over the wall, she was marching off with four ducklings in a row behind her.
