July 31st: Early morning light plays abstractly on the lattice we are using for some decorative fencing.
July 30th: "I'm really busy working here so quit bugging me!"
July 29th: "Me here at last on the ground. You? In midair...."
July 28th: An uninspiring day ended with some late afternoon light on the woodpile.
July 26th: A late bloomer getting reacclimated to the real world out in the Big House.
July 24th: What is probably the swan song of my neighbor's lily after a light, early morning rain.