It had to happen--the night when I had energy neither to create nor carefully photograph an arrangement. This is what's left after I pulled the dead (or at least discolored) magnolia flowers out of previous day's Flower Camp arrangement. All that's left is that one stalwart stem of Queen Anne's lace. In a different windowsill are some flowers I brought from Ashland, but we (John and I) ate the basil from that arrangement on pizza, so it's a little off kilter. Best thing that happened tonight was observing peewee on branch near the cabin porch. We've seen its tail feathers move up and down before, but tonight John observed that it must have "restless tail syndrome." Medication might be warranted, but with that, our little phoebe might also develop a propensity to compulsive gambling. Etc.
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