I have been spying on this little fellow. I see him from one of my studio windows many mornings. Of course I don't know if it's the same fellow each time, or if that's the hang out for all chipmunks in my yard.
But each time I see one on top of that hoe, I wonder just what is going through that little mind of his. When he's up there, he can survey all the flower tops beneath him. He could be the chipmunk King, just making sure all is well in his domain.
This tiny creature is caught in a barely discernible web stretched out across a hole in some metal thing in my garden.
I love how the foxglove spots inside the flower lead the bees right to the pollen.
I have had only this beautiful pink hollyhock this year. Look how beautiful the stamens and pistils are. I love all the delicate lines on the petals.
Here is one of my hidden spots in our yard. I cut a hole through the privet hedges so I could get out on our dirt road and get the mail that way. I just love this area. It makes me feel like a little girl again. I want to have tea parties here, and maybe invite all the chipmunks to come and eat poppyseed cake.