Today the wind blows strong, leaves and branches doing a topsy turvy dance. But the sun is out and the sky is clear and crisp. We've seen hawks lately, Thomas and I, out above the bay as they search for small things below. Lazily, they sway, circling and crying out to one another through the air up there.
Things from the backyard: a big, beautiful black swallowtail caterpillar living in some fennel, mighty mullein at dusk, cat's eyes, eggplants and echinacea.
The Dooryard's last day is 9/8!