A bit of this and that

"Lynn, are we just doing a picture bloggy today?"

I think that would be a nice change of pace for us, Precious

Snapping turtle who must have walked up about 1/8 mile from

the bridge you see far down the lane, to lay her eggs.

 pink iris.

"rootbeer" iris.

 Astilbe.

Pink lilies

 Butterfly Weed, in the milk weed family.

Just a few of the flowers I have around my home.

A barn I see along the highway occasionally, and from the bike

path further southwest of my usual ride.

The barns in Ohio were chosen one per county in 2002 and 

painted for 1803/2003 celebration.  This one has held up

well in the weather.  It looks more bleached out from my

angle and direct sun while on the path.

"And me, your grey kitty."

Yep, my favorite of all, Precious.

And we are back to the incredibly uncomfortable heat.

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Too Hot to Tango, (or leg sit)

"Sorry Lynn.  I just can't do it.  It's too hot.

"You'll just have to look at me on the floor

during movie time this week."

I know Precious.  This 95 and more heat

we keep having each week in June is unheard of.

I'm wilting, so I'm kinda glad you chose the floor 

this evening.

We don't even get this kind of heat in July or August.

Maybe a day or 2 then of just 90.

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Fat Lip

 "Lynn, I ain't comin' out and give you a sniff and a kiss til you get some kinda lip-lippo.  Whad ya run into, a Mack truck?"

No truck involved Precious, just a flying stinging

venomous insect.

I've been stung many times over my long life by

bees, wood bores, yellow jackets and ground hornets.

But never on my lip!

I was starting out on a nice quiet cool morning bike ride.

It was about 2 miles out when I collided with this insect,

at my speed of 12 mile an hour and whatever he was buzzing at.

Let me tell you, when we met he sank that stinger right into

my top lip. And started pumping venom over and over.

I wanted to scream un-lady like words, but was afraid to

open my mouth. And it was instantly starting to hurt like heck.

Here I was trying to grab the bike breaks and put my feet down

without wrecking all the while.  Seconds later I then tried

deciding if I should just slap the thing off, swipe it softly or what.

I smacked and hoped it would not sting my hand, but it was so

glad to be off me it flew off I guess.

I finished my 20 mile ride, while swelling up and hurting

too much to smile at anyone or speak.

No one got a good look at me until I got home, thank goodness.

"You can try to pull that story off with humans,

but I think you went for lip inserts gone bad."

On a more pleasant note, here are photos of Giant Angelica

along the bike path.

These plants are native and grow 3 to 4 feet tall.

And the blossoms are similar in look to the tiny

(by comparison) Queen Anne's Lace.

But you can see the difference immediately.

The bee may have been headed here if I had

not interfered with it's flight.

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What a Spring we've had

 "Lynn, did you really see these giant frogs? For sale!? I thought

you said frogs were small and fun to watch."

Early in May I had to drive to one of the large cities 50 miles from here.

Business, otherwise I try not to have to go too often.

Years ago when I lived quite close to this plant nursery, I would buy

my seeds and bulbs and plants from them.

Back then the huge 2 story barn store was mostly where they kept

the large sacks and boxes of fertilizers, seeds and insecticides.

To keep them dry.

I had not been in the barn for a few years, and it was a cold wet

(when has it not been cold and wet this Spring) day.

I was so amazed by the array of fun yard ornaments and home

decorations they now offer.

After a fun walk through here.  I then went for a quick damp run

past the thousands of blooming annuals and perennials for sale 

outside.  I contained myself and did not purchase anything.

Just enjoyed the walk about and hope for better weather.

"I am grateful you did not kiss one of those huge

frogs and turn it into a cat to bring home. 

That's how the story goes in my world.

It would have been as big as a lion."

By the way, Precious, thank you for hocking up those

2 large furballs directly onto you lovely expensive

blue bag.  Only wish I could share the process with the

cable company.

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