And whether it's the other colours in the print -- that blue! -- or whether my colouring has changed with age, but I quite like it against my face, surprisingly.
I loved wearing it with my white jeans, whose crispness I'd missed while traveling. . .
but it soon became too warm here for me to tolerate jeans, and the only white skirt I have is this flocked cotton one from J. Crew two summers ago.
A close-up of that print, in case you haven't got enough -- isn't it pretty?!
So far this weekend we've cycled to Burnaby Lake, picked up vegetables at the weekly Farmers Market, and sat on a blanket on a grassy slope listening to woodwind chamber music in a large botanical garden. Today an out-of-town girlfriend is coming to visit, and meanwhile, as I'm sitting typing this post, a hummingbird has settled in to the small bubble/pool atop our water fountain and is drinking her fill. . . While behind her, the apples slowly but surely ripen on the Scarlet Sentinel tree we planted early spring, last year. . . I'm sorry, but I really must leave you for now. Hummingbirds deserve full attention, no?
Comments always welcome -- but you know that by now.