Red-letter Day?

Nope!

Yellow Nature Day.

Before a big rain (and I mean BIG in the sense of powerful thunder and sudden darkness), I spent an hour outside and remembered my mother's morning wake-up call, "Rise and shine!"

Even the single dragonfly I snapped in flight shone: an ovipositing Wandering Glider.

Like the sunflower that follows the sun, I follow my feet on a daily wander, and I always wonder.

Sunflower

In late May, my friend Florence, a master gardener along with her husband, gave me some pansies for my deck. I planted them, and they're still flowering, weakly but producing nevertheless. When something else started pushing up in one pot, I almost pulled it, thinking it was a weed. Happily, I didn't because when Florence visited in June, she exclaimed, "A sunflower!"

So I have waited.
And now it's blooming. There were two long stems, but a big storm toppled the other one a couple of weeks ago. As a result, I staked this one. It's a happy accident.