It rained last night, and it is somewhat gloomy outside now. Gray skies hover. No clouds. Just a flat gray blanket appearing overhead. It is a day of solitude.
I have been amused by this one little daisy, which has sent up a tall stem, far above the other plantings in the container. It is perhaps a final daisy bloom before winter commences.
A few days ago, it was tight as a newborn’s fist, and then it unfurled and showed its pretty pink petals.
Here is Andrew’s pumpkin patch photo my daughter sent me. It is sort of grainy, and went I sent it to Walgreens to have it printed, it came out badly. And I really liked this photo too!
Doesn’t he look more like a little boy now? I just love his sweet little smile!
The last few red geranium blooms dotted with rain drops. The others have given up the ghost.
Charlie Ross seeing something up in the trees. He must not be sure what it is yet, or he would be barking!
Anxious Abi has eyes only for me. Maybe the poor thing is afraid if she takes her eyes off me, I might disappear.
Someone asked what this colorful print is on the wall in my office area. It is a poster I found at Hobby Lobby on clearance for $2. I just tacked it up here because I liked the colors.
The photo is an antique mall family find that I clipped to an old cheese grater.