Swallowed up with cattails

Pond?

What pond? Do you see a pond there?

I see daisies. Lots of daisies.
Don't see any water.

I hear water. Where's the pond?

There! You can spy a bit of the waterfall!
It seems to be a bit overgrown this year, wouldn't you say?

The disappearing path

Do you see a path?

There used to be a path here.

All winter I walked up and down it carrying birdseed to the farthest feeder.

Now in the summer heat weeds are growing and covering up Jacob's Path.

Jacob isn't here to work on the path this year - and anyway it is way too hot to be clipping and trimming.

I think only the chipmunks and rabbits will be going up and down the path this summer.

Babies on the move

It's the time of year for leaving the nest. Baby birds are fluttering around begging for food with loud insistant calls. They aren't the only babies out now.

A few mornings ago it was overcast and gloomy.

I was looking out the kitchen window.

I saw movement - something while and black flowing through the grass. It was Mama Skunk and her three babies, sticking close together and nosing through the wet grass for slugs.

I didn't get close enough for a good picture.

I did get close to another baby.

This one had left its mama.

See what's hiding in the grass?
It hopped right into the garden as if it were at home there.
What a teeny-tiny bunny!