The lovely pristine white phlox, - a charming cool spot to temper these hot days.



And here is the barn flower, wildly rampant but gloriously asserting itself in the middle of the garden. Its last year for such shenanigans, - next year it can be glorious off in the background somewhere and I will replace it with a red, red rose.



Miss Callie, who yesterday disgraced herself by bringing a tiny hummingbird into the house in her mouth....... Dorothy says perhaps it was already dead, - Charles questions whether Miss Callie is fast enough for a hummingbird. I just grieve that nature is so red in tooth and claw....