Paperwhite…
Black-eyed susan…
The ever-reliable geranium…
Chrysanthemums…
Nasturtiums, hanging in there.
Bee balm…
This camellia on the bush in the side yard hardly anyone uses.
Cheers to these hardy souls!
What’s blooming?
Category: irl
What are these dudes doing in my yard in December?
Begone, Hellbeast!
You’re months too late, little guy. All of your buddies metamorphosed ages ago!
Stuff seen while walking…
“Let’s get this show on the road!
Mighty tempting. But, per the rules outlined last month, off limits.
Holiday welcoming committee.
Classic blow-mold alert!
Apparently I have chosen the form of the Destroyer…and it’s this guy.
This guy had a faux fur beard and some kind of velvet-ish covering for the suit. Wonder how that fared with all of the moisture and rain?
This fella looks excited for the big day!
At the local butcher’s shop…
I don’t know about you, but I think it needs more decorations and stuff on the walls.
This is the Way.
Listen up. See these two lemons? The one on the left is fair game, as it is hanging over a public thoroughfare. The one on the right? This one his not hanging over a public thoroughfare. It is not fair game. It is not to be touched.
This is the Way. This is the Law of the Suburban Walker.
Let the El Nino begin!
Here’s to another rainy winter! A toast!
Scenes from a walk…
Off we go!
Breaking into its winter nut stash a tad early.
I liked this tree. It seemed frondly.
For Memorial Day.
Another golden sunset.
Props to these folks for bothering to put up a giant inflatable turkey, instead of skipping straight from Halloween to Christmas. (#22)
At the ENT office…
Kind of a pointless visit, but the model was cool.
October has always brought out the artist in me…
I mean, look at this masterful output!
This is actually pretty good, in its way.
I think this was supposed to be a panther not a black cat. Hence the cage. Not sure what I was thinking with the yellow sky though.
We had folders to do our schoolwork in, and I remember being proud of how rad this was.
Dear friends, old and new…
Friends from New Zealand!
I dropped my credit card under the table. You don’t want to know what else was down there. Or under the seat cushion. You just don’t.
Alfie gave her approval.