Mr. Moon

I headed out the door this morning, intent on my walk.  I had not walked too far before I ran back to the house for my camera. The full moon this morning was stunning, beautiful, gorgeous.

And he followed me on my walk, lighting the way.

All the Colors

In a serendipitous moment, I walked out to the mailbox just as the sun cast its last rays on my flower garden.  I didn't get to the street -- I saw the flowers and raced back into the house for my camera.

I am embarrassed to confess that I thought this spiky bush was a weed.  I've been bothered by it for weeks.  Ben asked me to be patient.  It was patience or find my gardening gloves.  I didn't choose anything, actually.  I just didn't get around to pulling it up.  Let's say a good word for procrastination.

My camera has been in the shop since last month.  I picked it up yesterday and this flower begged to have her picture taken.

I did not do a very good job with my garden this year.  It's been kind of scraggly.

Tonight I was inspired to do better.

Snow!

Rain fell all night long and much of today.  As a result, my favorite mountain has snow!