On the back deck, a row of tomato plants looking discouragingly, unremittingly, green.
Whatever their reasons, I have this beautiful treat all to myself. I debated for a second or two the possibility of saving it for Pater who doesn't get back here 'til Wednesday (and who planted all the veggies grown in our garden this year so, you know, only fair . . . ).
The bride, as promised
At least one WhatIWore post
Thoughts on Running post 50
And other sundry items to be discovered . . .
So bring it on, Monday. I'm almost ready for you. . . . And by the way, I'm so pleased to have a number of new commenters recently, and even a few new Followers. You probably don't realize what an encouraging difference it makes to know that someone reads and thinks about what I'm writing. Thank you so much!