The light outside has been fantastic lately. Everything looks better:
The milkweed is blowing out its seeds, but the bugs are holding on.
The nut sedge is glowing like a caution light. I love all of my sedge...it's sprouting up everywhere, as I was warned it would do. But I don't mind. It has more personality than the regular grass.
I sure don't remember planting this in the prairie, but here it is. The plants are taller than me, and I see bunches of it all along the roadsides around here. Another DYF.
One of the lakes at the Oxbow...a nice bird walk with only a few birds. I didn't care.
Forgive the dog butts here...
Our neighbors have big old apple trees that hang over our prairie and from the looks of some of the fallen apples, critters have been partaking.
Bailey (having a very important thought)
Even when the light becomes slightly diffused by clouds, there is still light to behold:
After trying for 20 minutes, Isabelle finally got a common buckeye to alight on her finger.
Look at her little mouth hanging open.
Photo by Isabelle, of a fly on Mom's impatiens:
Can I brag for a minute? Thanks.
At the beginning of the school year, Isabelle was tested in reading. We got some nice reports from the school...
Isabelle is in the first grade. But she is reading at a THIRD grade, sixth month level. It was suggested that we offer her books that are appropriate for FOURTH graders to challenge her and keep her skills growing.
Our baby. Ahead two and a half reading levels.
You may now congratulate us on our excellent genes and parenting skills.