Gorgeous morning, nearly walked into this perfectly formed spider web at chest height. Happy hunting, little fella.
This beetle, the size of a penny, was such a good model for me tonight. It sat on my deck and on this flower with the patience only an invertebrate could have.
We spent the day working in the garden.
Another rainy day in Portland.
It seems that the local squirrels and I have been competing in frequent staring contests. They usually win the “not blinking part” but I always win the “not scampering away in fear for life” contest. Except that one time the squirrel pulled a nice and threatened to cut me. I think that’s what he said. I’m a little rusty on squirrel dialect.