Boy howdy did I work out in the lawn and garden over the weekend. And it wasn't a moment too soon as I was incredibly lazy about doing that this summer. Lazy by my standard anyway. I was still puzzlingly, frantically obsessive compared to most, I guess. NO. WEEDS. EVER. We had a gorgeous fall day with temps in the 70s so I mowed and trimmed and pruned (which of those sounds more naughty I'll leave for you to decide) to my anal retentive heart's content, clad in shorts and skinny-t for what may be the last time this season.
full bloom (click to enlarge her..she's bitchin')
Do you love this praying mantis as much as I do? For whatever reason, a praying mantis is like a lucky totem for me. Like she's the cricket to my Mulan. OK, OK, I just like to pretend I'm Mulan.