I am suffering from crabbiness, which I really have no right to. I had a perfectly nice weekend — a hike on Saturday followed by a trip to the nursery. I went to this amazing hidden place to go birding on Sunday, and then had dinner with friends Sunday night.
Maybe it was the extra glass or two of wine last night.
Maybe it’s the fact that you can’t do everything on the weekend — if you go hiking, you can’t garden, and the garden is in an awful state.
Anyway. I’ll leave you with a picture of a larkspur surrounded by owl’s clover.
The wildflowers were wonderful. Gosh, I wish I could go back and look at them again today.