the last few days...

Flowers on our picnic table:

I really like these guys: they bring that wood-burning stove to the market, with fresh ingredients (they make it a point to tell us which local farm they got them from), and make pizza on the spot. They usually have one or two 'weird' choices. I had maple syrup and cheese last time.

New! From the front flower-bed. Anybody know the name of this?

Someone tell my mom not to look at what Julia's holding...