Not that I'm needing medicine, particularly. But I was laughing.
Trying to change the sheets on my brother's bed today, and this one - up against the wall, under the bed, popping up like Jack-in-the-Box, diving down again. Madness. But I was desperate to get a photo and got one just barely, because when I stopped she wouldn't appear. I almost gave up. I laughed. A lot.
The wild asters are more white than anything this year. There are some clumps of them on the edge of the garden in back.
They're usually a pale purple.
A month ago I cooked up some slightly wilted salad greens and made a sort of stock, which I froze in a few quart containers. I wanted to make soup today and thought of them, so I defrosted one. Well, it took a lot of thinking to figure out what kind of soup wouldn't mind being greenish; I decided on minestrone. It just looks a little muddy, which is fine. Only a slight down-side.
The cold last night wasn't too, and now it's going to get warmer for a while, the way it usually does.