Wind chimes from far away. Tinkle. Tinkle. In the breeze.
Cranesbill. Prolific . A self-pollinating species. And the Bumbly Bees LOVE them. My favourite time right now is watching the bees toddle to and fro, gathering pollen. I have cranesbill everywhere. It's romantic. Wonderful. The natives used it as a solution to stop bleeding, and believe it or not, for toothaches. (Smokey. The neighbour's cat. He loves the bees)

Cordelia. Another neighbours' cat. Watching Smokey.
Cranesbill Roots are considered to be a medicinal astringent, especially the roots. Though I have never harvested them, I believe the Natives and settlers first used this for many other health cures.

Cranesbill Geranium was used by the Natives, for all sorts of digestive ailments.At one time it was thought to have been made into a lotion that was useful in treating Typhoid.
Meanwhile, the roses bloom huge this year. Must be all that fish fertilizer I sloshed on them.
Spencer, Smokey's brother, snoozes on the porch, in his favourite chair. As the petunias bloom.
Black Mamba ( one of my favourites)
Black Cherry ( new this year)
"Wherever you walk, cool gales shall fan the glad. Trees where you sit, shall crowd into a shade. Wherever you tread, the blushing flowers shall rise, and all things flourish where you turn your eyes." (from Summer Poem by Alexander Pope 1688-1744.)
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