I’ve got a mighty handsome rooster, and he doesn’t even wake me up in the mornings. When I was a child, we had a mean old rooster that was cantankerous. And he would peck at me with his sharp beak as I hurried out the gate to safety with warm eggs tucked in my shirt.
This one is quiet too. Just stands there and preens for the camera. That’s the kind of roosters I like.
Not the cantankerous kind that has a predilection for pecking a little girl’s skinny legs after she gathers the eggs from the hens.
It’s not as hot today as it has been. The sun hasn’t been out much today, but it’s humid.
I actually got out and ran an errand and browsed through both Pottery Barn and Pier 1. But I didn’t buy anything.
I also stopped at an indoor garage sale. I came home empty handed though. Sometimes it’s just fun to look.
Things I see have to be pretty darned special, and cheap, for me to even consider buying them. I’ve just got this place somewhat cleaned up. I don’t need anything else to dust around.
Every time I bring something home and put it in place, I tell myself: “Well, that’s one more thing you’re going to have to dust.”
Now I would probably change my mind if I came across some polka dotted critters. I’d probably be coming home with those if they were in the right price range.
I have a thing for anything that’s red and white with polka dots.
I also have a thing for candles. My favorite candle scents are cinnamon and vanilla.
I threw the photos of the flowers in there just because. Just because I love flowers and love to share them.
What girl doesn’t appreciate fresh flowers?