A particularly awful photo of raccoon kits thinking they’d found a wading pool in my yard. I shouldn’t say thinking. They had found a wading pool. June 30, 2020 Gail Batt A particularly awful photo of raccoon kits thinking they’d found a wading pool in my yard. I shouldn’t say thinking. They had found a wading pool. A pleasant dream has the feel of being touched by a hummingbird’s wing. Rudy-throated Hummingbird. Birdsfoot Trefoil crowds the roadsides. The name originates from seedpods that fan out from the stem like the foot of a bird. I called this beautiful spiderwort “cow slobber” when I was a dear boy because the flowers decay into a jelly-like mess. More refined folks nicknamed it “widow’s tears.”