We’re having a cool, rainy day. It’s great! It’s very, very rare to have a 66°F day and it’s been several days since it rained. The cool and the rain are welcome today.
I was anxious to get out and check a couple of things. I finally couldn’t wait any longer, so I ran out when the rain had largely tapered off but wasn’t entirely done. I made sure I checked on the borage. Looking carefully at three plants, I found only 1 other pink blossom. If they started pink and turned blue, I should have seen many more pink blooms with as many flowers as I have.
While out, I thought maybe I’d yank out (or at least cut down to the ground) some of those Queen Anne’s Lace plants that snuck into my rose border. In bloom it’s easy to see that there are far too many of the plants. As I went to pull, though, I saw this:

Thanks to Google and the Web, I was able to quickly determine that this is a Swallowtail butterfly caterpillar. So, for now, the QAL stays, thanks to the caterpillar. (I may run out later with my pruning shears and snip off all the other plants around this one, though!)
While I had the camera and was thinking about it, I snapped a picture of a tragedy: the “after” picture of an echinacea’s unfortunate encounter with a mole. Overnight, a healthy clump of echinacea suddenly goes limp and turns brown. My stomach sinks every time I see this.

Here’s a lovely gaillardia bloom from a plant I grew from seed. This plant seems to get little respect and appears to be considered “common” in some circles, but I like it. It’s hardy, tough, can take my benign neglect, and colorful. It pumps out lots of blooms all year long. Just don’t grow it in an area where it never dries out. That’s the one way to kill it quickly. This variety of gaillardia is the “basic” form. There are multiple other colors and gaillardia to use, as well. I had some pretty yellow gaillardia one year. (It turned out those ended up in a place where they had wet feet and they didn’t last the full season, sadly).

Next to the borage, I found the pumpkin blossoms open.

In this next picture you can see two things: the blossom has partially filled from the rain and that it’s very large. I placed the tip of my index finger in there for reference to size.

Everything in the garden is decordated with beads of water from the rain. It’s a pretty sight.
Lemon Spice. This rose has that wonderful “old rose” scent.

A careful look shows water droplets hanging from parts of this chive blossom. (You may need to look at the larger image to see it),

Just Joey is one of my favorite roses. I like this picture because the flower seems to glow from within.
