In the summer I often feel pulled by the simultaneous siren calls of the sewing room and the gardens. When the weather is cooperative, I usually succumb to the gardens’ more urgent needs as was the case today. While in the vegetable garden weeding, I came upon my old friend, Mr. Toad. He was enjoying the shade and the bugs beneath some lettuce that had bolted. He didn’t seem too pleased when I removed his temporary shelter and meal source.
He kept me company for awhile, tucked into the shade of the garden hod. The midday sun soon became too much for him, and he shimmied beneath the raised bed board into the cool soil.
While picking cucumbers, I spied a black swallowtail butterfly on the dill. I watched her for awhile, thinking I might get to see her lay eggs, but she was a tease and just flit about.
This hummingbird and I startled each other as I approached the pots of lantana. She quickly recovered and continued with her lunch at the lamb’s ear. I have always thought these blooms were ugly and so have been quick to cut them back, but now I might wait, knowing that both bees and hummingbirds are fond of them.