Last week I finished sharing the Michigan pics, just in time to start my annual whining about the heat. We’ve had a much cooler than normal spring, so the abomination you’re about to behold is several weeks late in coming. I’d rather it didn’t show up at all. To avoid spontaneous combustion, I plan to spend the weekend sitting under an AC vent with a book. Does anyone in a cooler climate need a house sitter? Please???? Don’t worry–I won’t spend the entire post whining about the heat (just most of it). But before I resume whining: Welcome to the Weekend Coffee Share, hosted by Natalie the Explorer! Grab a treat, have a seat (indoors so you don’t get heatstroke), and let’s get to it. What’s happening in the garden Over the last week or so, I’ve been taking pictures of my garden, so I have something to remember it by after it gets cooked to a crisp. Flowers The roses are fading now, and the edges of the petals on the few remaining blooms are crisping. Then again, our backyard is basically a really big air fryer right now. This Scentimental bloom is the least-crispy: The zinnias seem air-fryer-resistant (so far): The sunflowers are just starting. This one looks like it’s either photobombing the zinnia or preparing to slit its throat. The Japanese morning glories (the few the rabbits didn’t eat) are in full bloom: Birds We have so. many. birds in our neighborhood! Two families of Gambel’s quail have taken up residence in our backyard, and Long-Suffering Husband has started buying them big blocks of seed. So now our yard is an all-you-can-eat buffet for every quail, pigeon, mourning dove, thrasher, and little brown bird in the neighborhood. Here are a few pics of the quail. I had to take them through my (dirty) office window, because quail spook easily. Meanwhile, in the front yard, we have nesting mourning doves and a saguaro that doubles as a woodpecker condo. The memery I thought about starting the hot weather memes, but I won’t, mostly because I still have a backlog of non-weather-related nonsense to share. Here we go: I, agent of chaos that I am, usually went for the bass players. I even married one. Related to this meme, I saw a comment on Reddit last night that nearly made me snort Diet Pepsi into my sinuses. “My dad’s so cheap, when he dies, he’ll go toward the light so he can turn it off.” Long-Suffering Husband was fond of pointing at an alley/a stretch of desert wasteland/an abandoned house and asking, “What would you do if I found a bag of money over there.” After one too many times being told, “I’d call the police, because I don’t think I could enjoy a bunch of cash while being chased by narco-terrorists who want their money back,” he now simply informs me that if he finds a bag of cash somewhere, he won’t tell me about it. Uh huh. This, my friends, is Long-Suffering Husband: Pretty sure if he finds a bunch of money, there will be signs. As long as I’m picking on family: My son is a gamer. Starting in middle school, I used to tell him, “Go outside, the graphics are great.” Apparently I enjoyed watching his eyes roll. Anyway, a few years ago, I found this meme, which suggests there was more to his eyerolls than just preteen attitude. “Everyone was arguing over whether there was an admin or not”–blahahahaha. If you’re an American of a certain age, this next one may give you flashbacks: And finally… this might be my all-time favorite internet laugh ever (and that’s saying something): That kid better have gotten an A – and a full scholarship. That’s it for me. How about you? How’s the weather? Your writing? Your garden? C’mon… anything has to be more interesting than my dull life.