The rest of the country may be suffering the heat wave of the century, but you wouldn't know it in good ol' San Diego. It's been a gorgeous day, and a pair of hummingbirds have already dallied and sipped from our blooming succulents.
It's been more like spring around here, and the profusion of colorful blossoms only adds to the feeling.
We feel pretty lucky to live somewhere we can enjoy such beauty even in our own backyard. I thought a lot about my grandfather today, whose daily habit it was to fill his pipe, relax in his chair, and watch the birds all day. I understand now.
Even the cactus is bright and inviting, despite its thorns.
This tree goes into an apparent death every season. Half the year it looks like it should be pulled out by the roots, and then this raspberry explosion takes place in the backyard! Even more delicious when viewed against the bright blue sky.
We did search at several places while in Mexico for a birdbath, but found none to our liking. They were either too darn ugly, too ornate, or too large. I turned our biggest pot upside-down and put its dish on top. I filled it with water but the birds have yet to discover it or trust it. I know the height is OK, because birds will bathe in a cupped leaf on the ground, if they see an opportunity. I'll just wait and peer out my bedroom window in hopes of spotting a feathered friend taking a dip or sip. It may look a little funny, but the makeshift birdbath suits me for now. Plus, it's good and sturdy, standing little chance of being toppled over by the terrier.
The plumeria tree is giving off a wonderful fragrance, too.
We love this place!
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