Monarch

While OilMan wanted to buy the first three plants he saw at the nursery and leave and Dana wanted to look at every plant twice, I wandered off after this butterfly.

We spent the day working in the garden stopping every hour to cool off have a beer since it is suddenly Indian Summer here and HOT.

We just finished a very Keystone Cops operation in which all three of us moved 'Mr Spikey' and his very big, very heavy pot on a dolly with flat tires from one side of the hot tub to the other.

Mr Spikey's spikes are positioned just perfectly to put out the eyes of any of us, especially when he fell over. I'm pretty sure I just got in the way, and I'm pretty sure OilMan was ready to push Dana through the sprinkler valve rather than put the pot down again, but somehow it is done.

Once again we are in Dana's debt. A glass of wine is small compensation, but it is what we have for the moment...

I'll post a picture of Mr. Spikey tomorrow....