Raindrops on Day Lily
Baby Zinnias
Forget-me-nots
Forget-me-nots are volunteering in all of my flower pots. They must have reseeded themselves last fall, because I didn’t plant any this year.
Category: Photography
8am
I think the sun forgot to rise this morning.
Piggy
He’s holding the tip of his tail while he sleeps.
Seen in the Wild
My neighbors across the street think they have a morel mushroom in front of their house, but they are wrong. Their yard is now sporting a tiny little woody-with-intact-foreskin.
Piggy on My Feet
Every time I fold laundry, Piglet parks himself on my feet. But only when I fold laundry.
Look, a Flower!
Somehow all of my flowers did not die of neglect. This day lily is blooming, and another variety is full of buds. And most of the seeds I planted last weekend are sprouting, which is kind of exciting.
Ashes
I got Franny’s ashes back today, finally. And yes, the first thing I did was open the little bag and smell them. I knew they’d just smell like a fireplace, but I still had to check.
Gift Corn
My awesome neighbor brought me some ears of corn. Pretty and tasty!
Throwback Thursday
Harriet Brown 2010
Franny McGee 2013
I’ve been dogless for three weeks. It’s kind of awful and disorientating on multiple levels, but this is not a post about being sad. This is a post about being lucky enough to have had two fabulously funny and fearlessly opinionated dogs. I can’t explain what made me gravitate toward Frances, at the shelter. I think these two photos do better justice to it than any words could. That face! She sat at the back of her kennel, just staring at me with the most contemptuous, judgmental expression. It was an expression I’d known and dearly loved. When I first saw Frances, I recognized it instantly, and in that moment I fell hopelessly in love with her.
Echinacea at Dawn
These are growing next to the entrance to the library loading dock. I adore them.
red paper boat 