Sunday’s Flowers

There was a bit of a wind, this morning, but I did get up in time to take photos before there was direct sunlight on the wildflower bed. I enjoyed taking time to go through all of the photographs that I did get. When the light is right, playing with the colors and textures of the pictures is so much fun.

Also of delight is Thaddeus’s discovery of a new toy: one of my old metal 1-cup measuring cups that has lost its handle. He bats it and chases it across the hardwood living room and hallway floors. It’s like a kid who’s gotten a snare drum as a holiday present.

Oh, my! He’s misplaced it again, and is attempting to enlist our aid in looking for it. He had the thing just a few minutes ago, when I took his picture.


Thaddeus’s Measuring Cup


Flowering Art

This morning I was up by six o’clock. I took my camera with me when I went out to the gazebo, where my exercise bike lives during the not-frigid months. This morning’s “ride” was 2.7 miles; Al has fixed the tension on the bike so that there is some.