EVENING PHLOX

My son brought me a single PHLOX seeding
this Spring & it is blooming in the dappled evening light. It is a TINY plant, not like the tall, willowy PHLOX I grew in Michigan—-more like the native woodland variety of the
Midwest. A welcome sight on a Summer
evening.

The flighty MOURNING DOVES are back
again, trying to decide whether to make a nest under my patio cover. It is a miracle they were not lunch for the resident COOPER’S HAWKS who roost in the pine tree behind my house.
The DOVES are making a mess, but I am fondly reminded of the years past, when they visited. They were my first bird Blip
during the first Summer of COVID.

Tomorrow will be in the 90’s (32.2c), & I think it will continue climbing upward.