Basil in Snow

The winter that had no end.

Honeybee

A coworker gave me some plants a few years back. She swore one of them was coleus, which should only grow a few inches tall. It was not coleus. It was giant, mutant, evil basil. I do not like basil. I can't stand the smell or the taste. Even pulling the babies in the spring grosses me out. This stuff is, I kid you not, 4-5 feet tall. And now it's flowering, which I KNOW, I KNOW means it will just spread more. But in order to pull it, I have to smell it, which I'm not willing to do. Someday it will take over so thoroughly that I will be forced to move.

The bees like it, though.

Sedum is Blooming

Black Eyed Susan and Pet Spider

Every year, a funnel weaver sets up shop in the corner of my patio door frame. I leave her alone. I figure she's not hurting anything, and she eats lots of bugs.

Baby Pepper

Fledgling

We had a visitor in the patio today. A fledgling robin stopped by for a visit. Several adult robins flitted about, keeping an eye on the little guy and running interference when one of the feral cats got too curious.



We all found the scene incredibly entertaining.