We always called it blue-eyed grass. These pictures do not show how vivid these really are.
They now line the path from where we originally planted them.
And are popping up in new spots. The extra sunlight has done amazing things.
Here is the whole pathway and a cute dog.
More sun brings new weeds however. What even are these things?
Thistle almost at its peak. We will need to cut it down before the down flies away or we will have a million come up. I don’t know how Ed is going to cut this thing. I’m a little reminded of The Little Shop of Horrors play by it.
Also, first mosquito bite. One good thing about winter.
