At the Thursday Café...

... get into your end-of-the-week attitude.

The trout lilies are in bloom again.

Such a strange flower... Meanwhile, at Meade's, "I once got lost, but now I'm found...."

At the Wisteria Café...

... I hope everyone is safe indoors.

Happy Sunday.

Breadseed.

After the rainstorm...

... Meade gathered up all the allium that had fallen over. ADDED: The indoor view:

At the Polka Dot Café...

... think what you like.

Rose of Sharon.

Earlier today, I put up a picture of a big, plate-sized, pink hibiscus , and wildswan wanted to know whether that wasn't what you call Rose of Sh…

Peony.

It doesn't mean "like a peon." It means this:

A less close look.

Orange.

Prairie close-ups.

At the Wildflower Café...

... flourish, untamed.

At the Other Peony Café...

... keep blooming. And keep using the Althouse Portal to Amazon, where you can find many of the nice things you need.

A prairie walk...

... in Governor Nelson State Park today... with all the euphorbia... That's Meade... with trekking poles ... ... trekking on into the woods... .…

In the arb.

At the Allium Café...

... you can talk about whatever you want. (And, please, if you've got any Amazon shopping you want to do, use The Althouse Portal .)

Water lily... in pink.

The shadow and the wasp.

Talk about whatever you like.

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