I want to bird in the worst way, but the cicadas, the heat...dammit. The skinny on the cicadas is that they will be dying off by mid-June, so the birds and I can become reacquainted soon.
To make myself a happy girl, I finally got an orchid:
I don't know from orchids....it's a purplish one, that's all I know. I have always admired orchids but I was too scared of them to ever get one. It's all because of Julie Z. Orchids, Bostons, she is so passionate about things in her life, it's a bit contagious.
Now. How do I care for this fragile-looking plant? I bought one for a doctor I worked for (I gave him a gift for asking me to work for him) about 6 years ago and all they did was keep it in a window and water it occasionally, and it has not only survived, but thrived.
Another cute deal from JoAnn's Fabric and Crafts...
I have always wanted a garden gnome, but I have yet to find one that looks the way I want one to. They all look either learning disabled or drunk.
A life and yard dragonfly (near the prairie):
Update from my "Watch this space" post:
Poor Hot Mama was panting at 11 am. I was trying to come up with a way to mist her without disturbing her, but I left her to her panting...Nature can handle it. But it must suck to sit on your children all day long in the hot sun, with your husband bringing you a few worms for your only nourishment and liquid.
Hooper and Nellie don't pay any attention to the cicadas. Nellie just keeps a lookout for tree swallows (who never even attempted a nesting here this year....dammit).
A cicada was in death throes or maybe had just hopped off a female ( all this cicada horniness around here is making me seriously consider developing teeny, tiny cicada cigarettes for that after-glow..."hey, honey...was it good for you?").
I really just wanted to get a cute video of the dogs doing that precious head-tilt thing.
And now we wait for Kathi to tell us about dogs eating cicadas.