Aaaand… Now we’re back to the bright flowers. This vine is one of Sigyn’s absolute favorites. I believe she is physically incapable of passing it without stopping for a dangle.
The labels on it in the nurseries always say, “Gorgeous native plant! Attracts hummingbirds!” They need to add, “Attracts humming Sigyns, too!”
The eyes have it! This blue-eyed grass is a delicate thing (though it still towers over my beloved), not really purple and not really blue. The human female says it is a member of the iris family. Since I don’t care enough about plants to study taxonomy, I can neither prove nor disprove this statement. Sigyn hasn’t squeaked in outrage, so it may be right.
It is time to go. Sigyn is reluctant, but I hear lunch calling me, so I am fine with leaving.
Odin’s eyepatch! What now? The human female has stopped the car and is standing on the side of the road, gazing longingly. What has caught her scattered fancy this time?
Ah. Just enjoying the view.
It doesn’t properly show in the photo, but the large front yard is a mass of bluehats and something yellow. It is a lovely house and has a “For Sale” sign.
Sigyn and the human female haven’t stopped exclaiming about the flowers and sniffing the air and mentally clearing out the current house, putting it up for sale, and moving to this one. While they ponder where and how they could come up with the money— and figure out that the sign is for the lot next door and not the house— I will snoop around a bit.
Hmm. Right next to the human female…
Poke, poke, poke. Hello, my fiery little minions! When was the last time you had a tasty human to bite? There is a nice plump one right over here…