Here we are at the end of another week.
First week of May is done already.
You know if the year keeps flying by like this
we'll be talking
Christmas before we know it.
I was hoping to show what I started
when I got my new book,
but I can't
because I am an idiot
and didn't get enough
of what I needed.
It really pissed me off,
so I went outside,
yelled at the cat
to have taken up residence
in the bushes
by the bird feeder
and seems determined to eat everyone of them
and decided to water the plants
because the last two storms
went right by us
and the plants are parched
So after I had gotten myself together
I took a photo or twelve of the
The flowers start out as little
that turn into little balloons