No faeries have danced in the moonlight to welcome the season yet, still Summer is here. Puck & his ilk missed the beat this year. Yesterday was & the foreseeable future will be hot. I'm just hoping the humidity dies down some. A dry 95 is far preferable to a humid 87.
As we venture into Summer, it's apparent our yard is full of volunteers. We have morning glories, petunias & even an elephant ear plant no one planted. At least no one with 2 legs. I think petunia seeds rode over in cat fur. I have to work to keep the runners from the rose of sharon bushes & crepe myrtles from taking over. If the house were abandoned, in a decade this yard would be full of nothing but crepes, rose of sharon, wild roses, winter berry bushes, petunias, morning glories & the ever persistent creeper. It's be a jungle in no time.
The brown outdoor cat took a trip inside yesterday. It didn't last long, but it's a start. I think she was hiding from mockingbirds. Tinkerbell was none too happy to see her.
That's about it for now. Until tomorrow.
Cya...
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