It seems like every year I’m newly pleased by my garden, as
though nothing had ever bloomed there before.
In May, there’s the excitement of things
sprouting, the ever-dependable hosta popping up, the bleeding heart in the back
garden starting to show. In June the roses are going full tilt - being of the
Knock Out shrub variety, they’ll bloom until October and then some. By July,
the astilbe and the daisies do their thing, but the real show I’m always
waiting for is the black-eyed Susans.
And it looks like we have another fan
of our garden.
The three amigos have now gained a fourth in their daily pilgrimages through our back yard.
We looked out from the porch one day and saw this new addition staring into my
flowers, as though mesmerized, for at least ten minutes without moving.
Though I did see it the next day, standing in
my neighbor Carol’s garden (where it’s all bushes and no flowers) doing the same
thing.
My conclusion is that it spotted its
twin in the glass of our basement windows.
(Or
perhaps we have an actual Peeping Tom.)
