but I do not plan to conform to the rules. Rebel through and through. Instead those of you who come over may take it and enjoy it. Y'all know who you are because I leave little paw prints on your comments. I just hate to leave out anyone at all so I must be a true southern and invited everyone.
The lotion, perfume or powder that I have been using must be a natural attraction to birds and butterflies. Case in point, I was at the kitchen end of the porch putting a drink on my red geraniums and I really was not paying attention to the act as it is automatic or maybe something just caught my eye. Anyway, on my right forearm about middle ways, I felt a sight brush a multiple of times and the Native Indian kicked in and I did not move just glanced over and would you believe a female hummer was checking me out up close and personal. My hearts did flips of joy to be that close.
The next day, I had Maggie out on one of many of her command center walks when splat right up on my cheek landed a black and blue butterfly. It sat there on my face and did that slow wing spread. Then off it went on its merry way. I was stunned to say the least. NOW when I go outside it is not unusual for one to occasionally light on my arm or pants but on my FACE.
The same day of the butterfly encounter, well I was out giving all the plants on the porch a little surviving fluid when I came to the last pot of geraniums down at the other end of house, as I began to pour the liquid life on the plant, here comes a female hummer and she kept buzzing me within ten inches. It was as if she was trying to figure me out or maybe trying to get me to answer a perplexing question of hers. Either way, I sure did enjoy the view that she gave me.
Now, I will clear up any questions concerning the striped plant in the photo above. I usually break out the top and let it come back on a stronger stem each spring but this year I did not do that so the tree is acting like a giant plant spike. That plant will be 10 years old next month and I know this because, a thoughtful lady gave me this when Mother went on her eternal journey.
The kitty justice is that I do not know if it was the same female hummer or just two who liked my fragrance.