The yellow flowers have bloomed all around our front and back yards and yesterday, finally, through a series of communications between neighbors, I learned that these are most likely Evening Primrose. Which means we can stop referring to them as the yellow flowers, although we probably won't.

And with the flowers comes ideal outdoor weather (although we've had our fair share of rain lately). Yesterday we spent the afternoon out back. Very idyllic until Nora sauntered up to me with a pair of pruning shears in her hand and I realized we needed to do a tiny bit of childproof-type tidying up out there before our next venture.