Found yet another ootheca, this time under the greenhouse eaves.
Wonder how old this one is... years?
Was tracking a red-shouldered hawk,
when this raven decided to shoo it away.
Many insects seem to be loving ANYTHING that's blooming in November.
Which includes our zinnia, which is going bananas.
Moby (hen) struts by, headed for the cherry tomatoes...
Among the flower-fans:
This painted lady eyed me whilst it drilled for nectar.
I want to call those little frills eyelashes, but don't actually know that, so...
I'll just call them super cool.
Fawn post-rain, chewing cud, enjoying the sun.
Fawn and mama, who's got her eye on me. =)
Big ol' gang moved through, taming the greenery for us.
And trimmed up the circular driveway. Thanks!
The deer are looking SO much better than this summer, now that there's actually FOOD. =)
Their faces are fuller, muscles are back,
and this one even has a shine to her coat--hooray!
That's fall in this climate: the long-awaited return of water,
and all the life that it brings.