Here's an admirable plant that I put in just by our porch: it bends toward the morning sun and so it actually grows sideways.

Here's a yellow-budded guy, who is putting up (but just barely!) with my picture taking effort. Breakfast is indoors. It was a tough call, but comfort prevailed. Besides, outside, it kind of smells like garlic, with a hint of peppermint. We used a mist of this evil combo once more for mosquito control. It's pretty effective! And the dragon flies, bees, butterflies and humming birds seem unconcerned.

In the afternoon, I have a brief after-school walk with Snowdrop. To the Bernie's Beach playground.

It feels a little too warm. Dare I say it -- too sunny. Rather than plunge into an energetic romp, we find a spot in the shade and read a book about Velma Gratch and the way cool monarch butterfly.
And soon, Snowdrop's dad comes to pick her up, while I hurry home, so that I can woosh over to the airport and catch my flight to Atlanta. I think I will have dodged the hurricane that's threatening the coast. Maybe my connections will be trouble free. Maybe my next post will be from across the ocean.