I’m still in the same modus operandi around here as last week. The heat and humidity have relented, so I’ve been able to get outside and work a bit without keeling over into a sweaty lump of goo. (Gross.) Which is a good thing because it’s one of my favorite times of year around here – the mock orange tree and the roses are blooming.
Technically mock oranges are shrubs, not trees. Because this one is so huge, she has gained Tree Status in the Black Spruce household. We’re experts on such things.
There are hundreds of blossoms on the mock orange, and the scent coming off this thing is amazing. If you’ve never smelled one, just go forth and purchase yourself one, mmmkay? Plant it and rejoice.
And then there are the roses. Remember this spring when they looked like
(The mock orange is the thing inside the rock circle.)
Blooms everywhere! There is also a small patch of wild roses in the front yard that are in bloom.
I was taking pictures when I spotted this little guy hard at work. My apologies if you’re terrified of bees.
And finally, the Daring Turtle Rescue!
I glanced out the kitchen window and saw the worst.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NOT IN THE ROAD!
Swift operations commenced, and the mark was moved 4 clicks back into the woods.
Moving a turtle leaves me torn – on one hand, it’s not going to be run over. (Not today, anyway.) On the other hand, DID I MOVE IT TO THE WRONG SIDE!? What if it was waiting for weeks, getting up enough nerve to move to the other side, and I put it back where it started. Oh the horror.
See you later!