From batty back to beauty

My apologies to all bat-lovers out there, but while I think they are bizarre-yet-beneficial little creatures, I don't find them beautiful.

Speaking of bats, yesterday afternoon Rick took Mr. Brown Bat to the Audobon Society in north Portland where he was examined, pronounced fine, fed a couple of grubs, and handed back to Rick to turn loose in his own neighborhood. We put him on a tree trunk by the Ram-ada Inn, and when we checked again he was gone. I just hope he stays in normal batty habitat and doesn't take another stab at becoming a house bat!

One last variety of bearded iris opened in the depleted iris bed - this lavender stunner:
What incredible frills!
The white flag in the island bed is its exact opposite - the picture of pure simplicity:
Another white flower in the island bed is this perennial bachelor's button:I jumped at the chance to add this white variety to the purple ones already on our property last year, and then was heartsick when I thought Brian "weeded" all of it out earlier this spring. But centaurea is tough stuff, and it bounced back, albeit in a smaller clump.

Some more shots of the species geranium I adore:
And finally, remember the albino maple leaves? They are still there, in fact very near where Mr. Brown Bat was released. There are not as many because naughty escaped rammy lambies have dined on them; I think the light color attracted their attention!
That's it for now from . . .