
And just like that
There's a black paintbrush in my face.

There's a black paintbrush in my face.
... with sugar and Lola ate them all.
I confess that I have no idea who she was or is... she wears a very nice perfume, though!
It's a big bushy plant that sees a lot of problems with black spots, not pictured here. I think it may be Lady of Shallot. Does that seem right? Thanks.
Short of going up to a stranger’s house and knocking on the door, I am struggling to figure out the, well, name of the rose. Any ideas?
Happy are the happy. And I am happy. The pond is messy, but the life is real.
Why would a kitty all-of-a-sudden go cold on wet-food pouches? Lupita, about 11 months old, is eating dry food just fine. But shouldn't eat wet food? EDIT: "indifferent" to wet food....
We were trying to knock down an old bird house that was in the process of falling and causing damage. But lo and behold -- these are bees, yes? With a little nest? Now they're exposed and I wonder if the nest can survive this way. Thanks.