So yesterday (and today, for that matter), the sky was that insane shade of blue that I walk around looking at some days in autumn, wondering why I was too dumb to bring a camera. Fortunately, Phineas made up for it. Perhaps the floral highlight of the day (although one is truly hard-pressed to pick a winner) was the plant whose sign named it “Freestyle Red”. Stephen said it looked like the kleenex you put up your nose when you’re having a nosebleed. Me, I’m inclined to prefer its given name.