Yesterday was a good day to collect coreopsis seeds. The white lavender was alive with bumble bees. It felt like rain. Last night it finally did rain.
The Cherokee Trail of Tears beans are beginning to appear as if by magic.
The anise hyssop is popular with the Bombus terrestris. I like to munch on a leaf or two between tasks.
Sunflowers start to uproot themselves under the weight of their own heavy heads.
The garden vandal has been at it again and pulled out a whole corner of the bee garden. I rescue the marigold heads to dry to use in mosaics. My brain twists with anger. And sorrow.