I just popped outside to remind myself why I was inside. It's bloody hot and humid out. ( Though this isn't keeping GG from digging out the maple tree stump.)
As I stood there for a minute I agreed it was too hot for me ,but just as I was about to come inside I noticed a big commotion around the verbena bonariensis. Two finches were perched on a stem taking turns eating. I ran inside to get my camera but they had flown off by the time I returned.
But all about me in the front yard,( and that verbena has insinuated itself where ever it pleased,) were butterflies and bumble bees and honey bees and little white moths, flitting from flower to flower. Forgetting the heat ( and Noel Coward ) I ran around in the noonday sun, snapping picture after picture of them.
But they were far to clever and fast so I have nothing to show and just a memory to share. But it was light and lovely and if you peer closely at this picture you just might see a butterfly and a bee.
Or you might think I have a slight case of heat stroke. Both would be correct.