How often can I claim that now? Lightroom is my best friend.
Butterfly from 2012.
To the victor go the spoils…
I spent some time with the bees this morning… well, one looked distinctly un-bee like.
First noticed them while stalking my arch-nemesis, Guy Who Yells At Me.
More on that jackass later.
See what I mean about this last little fellow? Perhaps he’s just a little younger than his mates.
My husband’s answer to “…but you have to keep it in the garage”.
And yes, I’m tearing the beds apart.