When I got home from work last night, I did what I always do. I went into my bedroom and grabbed some clothes for a shower. The scent hit me as soon as I walked through the door. I could smell they were blooming. They're not exactly the white I had envisioned, but they'll do.


A few datura blooms are still visible this morning.

Okra in the potager.

The mandevilla I grew from a cutting this winter is blooming. It's late.

The morning glory on the chimney is really taking off.

I'm off today. No real plans. It's cloudy and cool at 66 degrees. That's good napping weather.