After the storms

We had a number of thunderstorms. (I slept through two Code Red storm alert calls, the phone within 30 inches of my head.) Tuesday night’s took out most of the Sweet Williams and in the early morning, a lot of the day’s new blooms. The rain has, however, encouraged some new flowers. The pollinators were also in evidence.

Some of my favorites from the past few days, now. Clicking on the photo and likewise on the attachment page should bring you to a larger version of the picture.

4 July 2018

5 July 2018

3 July 2018

While the U.S. Independence Day fireworks (illegal, but omnipresent) were loud, including someone shooting off the stuff on the street in front of our house, the Scampers and I weathered the noise. I put on some opera music (mostly tenor arias and operatic songs), and the dogs soon fell to sleep. I later switched to Mozart symphonies, and they napped until it was time for their last snack and outing and into their kennels for the night. I am quite happy that the celebration is over for another year.

Our dogs are accustomed to joining us in the gazebo for thunderstorms, and so the loud noises do not upset them. I jump when the strikes are too close. When we were children, we lived in a large house on a double lot that had ten or more gigantic cottonwood trees that inevitably drew lightning strikes. And we would be out in it, since the water buildup in the basement window wells (we started out living in a “basement house”, the main floor not added until the ’50s), with our little buckets, bailing out the water before the windows could pop open and send the water into the living room, bathroom, and bedrooms. Such fun!

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This might be Thursday

Much too hot outside (82ºF, headed for 90º), this morning, and so I took some photographs in the wildflower garden while the dogs explored the back yard. After they’d eaten, we went outside, again, when I managed to get through 3.5 miles on the exercise bike in the gazebo.

By the time I finish my shower and get dressed in going-out clothes, it will already be time for lunch. I don’t know where the time goes!

I suspect that Al will concentrate on inside activities, rather than tackle any more sanding or painting. He’s currently working on the outside of the gazebo. Hoping that we don’t get any brilliant-red paint on the windows. 🙄