If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Connecticut

Back in Connecticut until Friday.  I had a physical therapy appointment with the Evil One this afternoon. Not pleasant -- especially as she decided it was time to get rid of the last, persistent scab at the site of the surgery incision, and then discovered a couple of "self-dissolving" stitches there that were clearly not living up to the dissolving expectations of it all, which meant that she whipped out some nasty looking implements and went to work.  It felt like someone was stubbing a cigarette out on my wrist!

Anyway ... sorry if that was too much information!  Here is a far prettier sight than my wrist.  The garden by the pool is burgeoning with blooms right now, and looks so pretty and inviting.  The extra is a collage of a very busy Hummingbird Moth in amongst the Butterfly Bush.