I Can't Believe This Isn't Butter.... fly
Friday Night Photos
The last few days, every time I open the porch door, I'm dive-bombed by a cloud of Painted Ladies doing their thing on the soon-to-be-faded flowers.
I call this Not Rush Limbaugh, because it isn't Rush Limbaugh; rather, a far more interesting collection of rushes
If you have them, drop them. Happy Hot Friday.