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Late summer evenings with Clover. 🍀 This little one came to me on 105° day last summer. I found her all splooted out in a tiny patch of clover, desperately seeking some shelter from the blazing heat. That little tuft of garden weed became her namesake, and we continued to allow it to grow for their munching pleasure. She now returns every evening as the sun begins to wane, in search of a cool drink, and maybe a few dandies. Last night I sat down with her as she munched. When it was time to go she decided to test the waters of our relationship, and came towards me to take her prefered path out of the gadden. She just as easily could have hopped through the split in the boxes before her. It’s little moments like this that make my heart so full. I love my little neighbors dearly, and I think they may be starting to fancy me aswell. 🧚🏻‍♀️🌱✨