I don’t “do” flowers, so they’re fine by me. They’re not bothering anything and are rather pretty.
The other night we went out on the deck, it’s upstairs, after being alerted by the yung’un to come look at the deer in the back field which is the west side of the property. It was huge and just hanging out munching on whatever is out there.
We have a momma deer and her baby sleep in the backyard (under the pine trees) each night. Living in a crowded suburb, I actually get a kick out of it. Our neighbors are pretty strange about the entire thing. Every plant has netting over it. EVERY PLANT. At some point, I think you just have to relax a bit but that’s me.