Last year's rosehips are well past their sell-by date:

Some more anonymous yellow flowers:

From now on we're all frogs, all the time at the pond:

A beautiful Tree of Heaven shortly before its untimely death:

(It's the same one I cut down last year. As far as I can tell, it's called Tree of Heaven because it has eternal life.)

A few nice yellow and black bugs:

(Helpful Rosemary has identified that as Propylaea quatuordecimpunctata, the Fourteen Spotted Lady Beetle. That's an awfully big name for such a tiny bug. You can read about them here; click on the relevant picture for specifics.)


This poor lifesaving ring has been trapped below the weir for many days. How do you save a lifesaver? If that's not a Zen koan, it should be.