After forgetting to pick for a few days, the zucchini are a bit on the massive side, granted, but I still love them. I never understand the jokes about dumping excess zucchini on your neighbour’s porch and running away because there is no such thing as excess zucchini. If you think you have excess zucchini, feel free to put them on my porch. No need to run away afterward.
It’s funny how I can be so drawn to colours in flowers that I wouldn’t dream of wearing or decorating with.
*Hanging out in the shade, looking across the dykes toward the Minas Basin
I could have stayed there enjoying the breeze and lack of mosquitoes all day, but haven’t yet figured out how to make lunch cook itself.
*This poor, tattered monarch
The Butterflies of Nova Scotia site says that, after a flurry of spring egg-laying, monarchs are uncommon during the summer. This pale, raggedy thing is definitely a holdout.
*A red admiral butterfly
Unlike the restless monarch, this red admiral was practically begging to have its picture taken. It landed right in front of me and delivered a variety of photogenic poses. A natural model.
*Cat-sitting Madeleine, The Plant Vandal
Maddy’s favourite things are yelling complaints in the night, running away when you try to be nice to her, and breaking off pieces of jade plant.
‘Fowey Harbour, Cornwall’ by Frank Brangwyn (1887)
I adore this painting. Everything about it.
*I also adore this guy
Another natural model.
*As many green beans as we can eat
My peas were kind of a washout this year, but the beans have taken up the slack, for sure.
*Looking back at Willowbank Farm from the shady cemetery
It’s a rarity for the child of a knitter to request even more knitwear, so when Charlotte mentioned before Christmas that she could use a new pair of mitts, I was all over it.
Hat, cowl and mittens of my own design (only using 2 x 2 rib so not as impressive as it sounds) in a long-stashed blend called Glen by Debbie Bliss. I think they’re okay.
