Now that we’re back in the real heat, the petunias out front are on life support. I’ve actually never seen petunia leaves and flowers as small as they are – must be their way to conserve water and survive. If I had Rob’s talent for photography, I’d show you what they look like – I’d call them pitiful petunias.

…but the pool at 88 degrees feels pretty nice.

Thoughts and prayers for healing and continued recovery for Dave’s mom.

Well that was quick. Tracey has decided to rename the new rabbits. Louise is now Ginger – supposedly because: a) she looks like a “Ginger”, and b) she has some ginger color mixed in with her black and white behind her ears – and Clark is now Geronimo. Don’t know where Geronimo comes from, but Tracey likes it. Ginger and Geronimo, kinda has a ring to it, eh?

Walked into the rabbit room/office this morning and found a huge tuft of white fur lying on the floor on Cosmo’s side of the fence. He’s got a long thin snout which he obviously put to good use on one of the newcomers during the night, though no one seems any worse for wear. Call it rabbits working things out.

Congrats to Lucas Glover for his U.S. Open championship. Maybe it was because of the gloomy weather throughout or the lack of big names on the first page of the leaderboard, but I never got any sense of real drama going out there all weekend.

..although David Duval was a good story.

I don’t mean to be callous, and I’m sure they were told to push it on every occasion, but couldn’t we have heard Phil Mickelson’s name mentioned on TV or in print at least once without having his wife Amy’s breast cancer being mentioned in the very next breath or sentence? We all want the best for Amy Mickelson and hope everything turns out OK, but enough already. The fact that his wife has cancer wasn’t going to make him anything less than one of the best golfers in the entire world and any less driven to succeed at what he does best.

Here’s a moving post with great pics by Laura Lee at The Wide Awake Cafe. She’s got a great blog.