Hummingbird’s tongue.

Two festivals a week apart have kept me busy. Thanks to everyone who participated in the Rhubarb Festival and Bailey Days this year.  It was a beautiful two days by the river in Bailey last weekend and one day fest at the firehouse the week before in Pine Grove.

It’s wildfire season. A wildfire is buring in an older burn area near Pine Valley. Lighting strikes start fires. The wind blows. Virga in the sky more than rain drops on the ground.

Pine pollen. It’s a green world with green windows and people driving green cars – even the gas guzzlers are “green” right now.

Too much talking (at the shows), too much pollen (everywhere!), my voice is dry like the weather.

We get a few raindrops splattering in the green dust some afternoons.

The western tanagers are here. We usually have a pair near our house this time of year. The male is so brightly colored it is possible to spot him immediately in the douglass firs. He is cautious and won’t come too close. He is seen most often with his mate somewhere near. She is yellow green and blends with new growth on the trees. I feel sorry for the male, too bright to hide.  

Columbines are blooming, yellow, blue, and purple.  Lots of other wildflowers blooming now, too. Wild geranium, penstemons, cinquefoils, blanket flowers, sedums, wild roses . . . too many to name them all.

Summer is here. I missed posting photographs of its arrival while busy with the shows. Soon, I’ll begin catching up by sorting through this month’s photographs to see if I have enough for a June “review” post. For now, I’m out photographing what’s left of June in consworld.