Sigyn is becoming very adept at spotting the tiniest flowers. Of course, she has the advantage of being, shall we say, rather close to the ground. Look! She has found the very itty-bittiest of morning glories.
By Yggdrasil’s roothairs! These flowers are even tinier! "Carpetweed," the human female calls them. (I never had any carpet that looked like this.) And of course, we have to stop and take photos. Forgive my scowl. Despite my complaining, I’m happy enough to be out for a walk with my Sigyn, but the sun is in my eyes.