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Quick garden update:

The tulips are gone, but pretty much everything else is in bloom, including the irises:


A four-year-old came by and stared at me while I was taking the picture. Finally she asked me why I was taking pictures of flowers, so I told her, "because I want to show my friends what they look like." Then she gave me an even more perplexed look. Her mother tried to diffuse the situation by pointing out that we have irises, too, and they're purple — her favourite colour. No dice. That kid is going to be the Queen of Making Other People Feel Awkward someday.


The strawberries are coming along nicely, don't you think? I'm very excited, and determined that the Evil Squirrel will not have them. He's come back, to check out the garden; I think it's his territory. (One squirrel looks about the same to me as any other, but Pd says it's the same squirrel. I asked him how he knew, and he said, "the pattern of mange." This does not make me feel better.)

Finally, does anyone know what this is?


It's getting too hot to work in the garden on the weekend, which is bad, because I really do need to get out there and weed. And does someone want to tell me why the rhubarb suddenly looks flattened? It's splayed and ... well, flat. A lot of the stalks are just barely ripe, so I don't think it could be the weight of the leaves. My current theory is that a family of raccoons fell on it. It's not the most plausible theory, but it's the most amusing one.