It has been raining. It has been cool. After the summerish humidity that came before, it has been wonderful. Forests and parks and gardens and waste ground are sucking up the moisture with cup-draining sounds. It was dry for a long time.
The white spidery stuff around the skylight - I must tuck it in or store it. It was to deter the kitty from squeezing under the deck. One day there might be another kitty - not yet; do not send kitten pictures - so we will keep it, in case, but it spoils a picture.
Everything has grown. Stray fennel seedlings are offering feathery, free height and will be interesting, later in the year. A catnip seedling germinated, self-sown months before we knew that lovely cat was to die. Verbena bonariensis has given me a dozen free offspring, but I'll snip this year's flowers before they set seed.
There are Nicotiana from last year, too - summer will reveal whether they are respectable green langsdorfii or monumental, white sylvestris.
The jewelweed (Impatiens capensis) plants look like small trees, and I am hoping for a squadron of hummingbirds, this year, to vibrate among their branches.