The columbines are hard to photograph because of the way they face down, but they were not the stars of last night's show—we had a hummingbird stop by for a columbine cocktail. He was here last year as well, sounding like a big buzzing bee out there going from one flower to another. I don't have a hummingbird feeder, and I am pretty sure I don't need one.
My large purple irises apparently survived Woody's tromping. The first one opened yesterday, and there is one more stalk behind it. The little yellow flowers down below are Lady's Mantle (Alchemilla mollis). I bought one little plant at a Heritage Plant Sale at The Farmers' Museum a few years ago, and it seems very happy here.
These and the pink bleeding hearts are so far the only flowers that aren't purple in this year's little garden. I do expect the bright orange Calendula will return soon to fill in the gaps.
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