A good day from morning til night
This was the wonderful brightness on the front porch today.
I don’t know about you–but for me there is a particular kind of wonder that comes with being remembered by someone (even if you don’t know who they are). Except that I can’t imagine that you are entirely different from me. Can’t imagine that at all.
I very much prefer being remembered to being forgotten. ~smile~
On another note–for some reason the photo of the brilliant bloom reminded me of this picture I took last year.
Do you see any connection? Try a side-by-side.
I think it’s the glasses. I think.
Oh–remember the scientific (placing Junior Pumpkin in a protective bucket) effort to curtail the dining adventures of the dear deer?
Well–it worked. The deer were unable to consume it.
Or even nibble.
And right this very second I’m a little bit grinning because I wonder if you realize that the pumpkin will be unable to extract itself from it’s orange deer shelter. (Which is a kind of like a bomb shelter except that there is no toilet paper and certainly no books to read.)
Which means that Handsome Dude will have to help.
Save the pumpkin.
As the world class photographer that I am–and with the uncanny journalistic skills I possess–I will certainly observe the entire intriguing extrication.
And report.
~grin~
I insisted that this picture be included in today’s blog. Insisted.
Cracks me up.
I don’t know if any of you have strong feelings one way or another about Crocs–but these are pretends. And they are my inside shoes (that I’m wearing outside).
Precious information, I know.
All in all it was a good day from morning til night.
Happy October 7th.
what do you think?