Lots of yard work today: ferns to prune, blackberries and weeds to pull, naps under the midday sun. I recall making blackberry pies in Illinois and paying $15 for the primary ingredient — here the blackberry is an invasive weed.
Our rhododendrons are in spectacular form with brilliant colors and buzzing with bees.
On the way to my yard waste pile I noticed out of the corner of my eye a slight movement. At first I thought it was a plastic bottle somehow stuck in the tree — instead it was a barred owl. I was pretty excited about it because I thought I had been hearing one in the mornings but hadn't seen one.
I went back to the house, grabbed my camera and in the fading day light managed to get a couple of shots.
I love living here.