As I told you yesterday, this guy is hanging around our yard. He is a Mourning Cloak, thanks Wikipedia.
At least twice he came to the window (door actually) and attempted to join us in the air-conditioned coolness of the family room. Perhaps he realized how fond I am of him? Perhaps he wanted to know what I was writing about him?
This morning I was awakened by the pre-dawn yelping of Baby C (4:45, to be exact). Turns out being up that early, I find treasures like this.
Here he is, snoozing, resting, regrouping in my hanging tomato plant.
I am glad that he is putting the plant to good use. As you can see, I have a bumper crop of Roma tomatoes. Unfortunately, they seem to be very happy being green and refuse to ripen.
Anybody have recipes using ten pounds of green tomatoes?