drowning at 7 feet sea level
The yard guys are obviously running behind, but I delight in the weeds. Never one to worry over or demand grassy perfection, I’m happy as long as it’s green.
When it grows out this long I plop down amongst the blue, violet and yellow. The bees work purposefully around me, from flower to flower, unconcerned by my presence or that of the dogs. Serenity!
That was February, this is June.
There are some weeds left, but I pulled so many by hand. No chemicals around the dogs!
Bad photo because it’s so zoomed in… but look at this precious woodpecker drinking from the Bird of Paradise bloom…
This morning before sunrise the east was ablaze with bright yellow which became orange. Brilliant transformation!
This picture shows the real deal, even my fence (which my neighbor broke) and another neighbor’s house.
Hope it doesn’t rain; I’m planning kabobs on the grill for dinner.
For Lawrence!
I only rode the Sportster when oldest daughter took over the Honda. Otherwise, it was my husband’s. 😉
These pictures are from the early/mid 90’s.
…for old people.
An iPad, a comfortable bed and a snoring Dachshund.
Welcome to 2022!
For the first time in my life I’m happy Christmas is over.
It was tough, to say the least. I didn’t cook. Family left early. A card was sent apologizing.
You know that time at sunset when the color flares bright then gradually begins to fade? It’s my least favorite time.
In fact, I like sunrises better.
pamibe 