Work a little, take a break. Work a little, take a break. A parade of little weather cells moving from south-east to north-west, occasionally passing overhead and dropping five to ten minutes of rain on those trying to work below (and on unappreaciative dogs).

A shrub I have yet to identify, right at Donna and Al's driveway and the Lane. To me, it looks adapted for hummingbirds, quite a few of which have been observed recently. What is this plant?

A note on slugs:
There are many. Any walk down the Lane requires observant stepping if the walker wishes to avoid crushing any number of these shell-less creatures. And, I surmise, the slugs we see along the Lane, on the sharp gravel, are just the misguided ones. Why would a soft and slimy creature want to crawl across gravel? Also of interest is the slime—left behind it's creator, it glistens and seems to be iridescent.

These slugs have what some people call antennae—those prongs sticking out of the foreparts. Some of those protrusions have eyes, while others, we are quite sure, have noses.

The multitude of slugs on the Lane appear to have very keen senses, either olfactory or ocular. Recently I found a still meaty deer bone that was crawling with dozens of the creatures, and yesterday I rode by a bit of real dog vomit (not the fake fungus ) crawling with even more. Although they never seem to move, these slugs can either see or smell (or both), and they quickly and invariably find the protein.

Photos of the deer bones and dog vomit have not been posted in the interest of decorum.