I woke up early this morning, well, I woke up at my normal time, but since it's the weekend, it's really too early.

But the point is, I was up too early.

I let the dog out, and what to my wandering eyes did appear?


My kingdom for a blue one.  Or red.  I got a mix this year.

The first Morning Glory of the year.

Now, some inappropriate trivia.  What Americans call morning wood (which is to say, the phenomenon of a gentleman waking up...ready...), the Brits call morning glory.  I worked with a Welsh doctor who had  a female colleague who greeted him daily by saying, "What's the story, morning glory?" Until, to her profound embarrassment, he explained what that meant in his parlance.

Back to botany, though.

This past week, I noted in my front yard, a plant, a volunteer that looked...familiar.

And today, it also had its first flower:

No matter what it is, my fairy godmother will turn it into a salad.

I believe that this is either a squash or a pumpkin.  My friend Paul thinks it a cucumber.  I think I'm right, and I'll be delighted regardless.

So, that's it for the flora in my life.

As for the fauna...

Here's a photo of my 13 year old beast, Lola.

Lola wants to taste the rainbow.

She's wearing a Gay Pride sticker on her cone.  Why, you may ask?  Well, one of my colleagues at the office gave me a few because this weekend was Nashville Pride.

I went down to Riverfront Park for it with some of my friends, because hey, I'm straight, but not narrow.

I think I've used that joke here before.  I also think I've told the Morning Glory story before, but you know I only have so many things in my bag of tricks.

Point being, we went to show our pride, and of course, from my point of view, people watch.  And for that matter, dog watch.  If Lola were younger, and a bit friendlier, I'd have taken her with us.  She's a magnet for hotties.

And really, that's about it.  I have to get housework done tomorrow, plus do some actual work for work.  And get groceries.  We'll see about Zumba.

And that's the quinessential truth, Ruth.