On a wing and a prayer...

... even if they are flying the wrong way.

Direction aside the angle of the wings is exquisite large. It could have been the new hair cut that put them off ;-)

In my ideal weekend, I'd be at home with poor weather in the hills, discoloured rivers unsuited to fishing and enough fine weather and no wind so I can spray the weeds in the courtyard and driveway.

That last part is eluding me. It won't happen tomorrow morning because it's bucketed down late today and everything is wet. Maybe tomorrow evening?

Yesterday's purple headed plant. Maybe you know what it is?