Daisy Maisy Dixie Grace, hunting. Call her name and you get the head spin.😉
Just meaningless, meandering photographs from around the yard.
First, a dandelion pompom or two, because even weeds can be pretty:
Daisy the Undeterred, going anywhere she wants… even under grass!
The last bougainvillea picture this year, promise.
(I had my fingers crossed.)
A young visitor:
…and bad picture of a nasty spider. But look at those legs!
Hope everyone (you’re not here, but I wish it for you anyway) has a blessed Easter!
Badger hates having her picture taken. She thinks it steals her soul or something, so if she knows the camera is pointed at her it’s a full snark situation.
Here she almost can’t believe the thing is after her again.
I think you can judge this expression for yourself:
And she’s such a sweet, happy girl otherwise. Oh, well.
Daisy, on the other hand, could care less. Or she doesn’t have the brain power to realize what is transpiring.
*No idea; just wanted to write it.
I do for Tuesdays.
The man is working on something. A cooler; I don’t know. He’s doing something with fiberglass.
I love his hands. That is all.
Daisy on the sofa. Just because she’s so damn cute.
And I threw a big ‘ol clove of garlic into a pot and it put down roots. We’ll see what happens next.
That’s basically my day. Must return to cleaning now. Ta!
It’s been a lovely morning; warm and slightly humid. The light not yet harsh, the dogs and I enjoyed it immensely.