Don't Flush...

I cracked up. My prim and proper wife told me that we should NOT flush after we pee. Her explanation was that she is saving on the water bill so that she can water her gardens. Makes sense to me. The lake has receded much too far for pumping water. We haven't used it in several weeks. And, our neighbor had a huge water bill after using "city water" to save her lawn and gardens. We're in conservation mode. I'm learning to "close the lid."

The Monarchs are Migrating ...

This monarch is among the first I have seen this Fall. Several of them have gathered on the live oak that is their traditional migration roost. A few of them lay over annually. Only once have I seen great numbers of them. I would love to see that again, swarms of monarchs drifting to their winter home in Mexico. This one is gathering energy from one of Jane's butter fly flowers. I guess they appreciate that she doesn't flush. It ensures that they have a place to graze.

I took this photo of a yellow butterfly (or moth) on Jane's impatiens. I used to know how to tell the difference between a butterfly and a moth. One perches with its wings spread. The other perches with its wings closed. I just can't remember which is which? Whichever, I'm sure it too appreciates Jane's concern.

We had a nice rain this afternoon. It rained hard for about 45 minutes. Jane and I sat in the swing and watched ... and listened. Listening to the rain is quite relaxing. What talking we did turned to travel. We're considering a camping trip into the Palo Duro Canyon in the panhandle of Texas.

I'll save a bit for tomorrow. No need to post something too long to read. If nothing new happens, I'll tell you about Jane's adopted duck.

Later,