I finally have some flower photos. Between the deer and the hail things were looking grim. I didn't even have crop insurance. Luckily, I have a few surviving blooms. These planters along the sidewalk have managed to bloom despite deer decimation and direct hail hits.
Above is my husband's favorite peony and below is the ever fickle Topaz Rose. The evening sun plays across the petals beautifully.
The William Bafflin rose is always a stellar performer.
My vegetable garden is holding tough. I'm even getting a few strawberries.
We have had numerous butterflies this year. Many different species, but all are hard to sneak up on.
Really all I have blooming are peonies and roses. Not that I am complaining, just explaining why that is all the photos are of those two flowers.
Ella and I have made it a point to slow down and savor the summer. Life is short and summers are even shorter. We spend as much time on the porch as possible and putter around the garden in between sips of lemonade. When it gets dark enough I sit in back and watch the fireflies float in and out of the Aspen trees.