Belated Kudos to the Supreme Court

Well, to most of them, anyway.

"The state cannot demean their existence or control their destiny by making their private sexual conduct a crime."

Thank you, Justice Kennedy. And bless your weaselly hearts, you majority.

I am wondering what it would take, just in my private accounting, to make up for the 2000 election decision. More than this. But this is splendid.

Pamela

Local Phenology

Two nuthatches were engaged with the peanut-butter seedcake. One was eating, and the other was chasing off the house finches. After a while, they would change places.

There's also a downy woodpecker, though it seems more interested in the mulberry bark than in the seedcake. I got some more seedcakes, just in case, and three pounds of niger seeds for the disappointed finches.

There is a twelve-spotted skimmer hanging out in the yard. Before this year I have not had any dragonflies in the yard aside from darners and meadowhawks. I'm quite thrilled.

The heavy rainstorms have taken off most of the rose blossoms, though a few hardy ones remain. The dame's rocket is mostly done. The lilies, which a few days ago had smallish buds, have long ones with color. The orange daylilies, the daisy fleabane, the common yarrow, and the hairy bellflower are beginning to bloom. There are Shasta daisies in the lawn; I'm so glad I didn't have time to mow the entirety of it before the graduation party. Ripe mulberries are dropping with rustles every minute or so; there are also still unripe ones in abundance. I keep looking for cedar waxwings, but have seen none.

I am a bit puzzled by the shortage of butterflies. One fritillary, one skipper, and that's all so far.

Susan Levy Haskell gave us a grass pink, bless her, and it has grown several inches and put up a broad flat leaf. I wonder if it will bloom.

Pamela