“At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
among others, red, green, hard as a knot.”
My husband scored a free wheelchair. We haven’t used it yet. It’s parked in the garden.
New pink bloom needing the wheelchair for support, like I do.
Magnolia: they really do only last a day or two.
Slug tracks on the dog bed on the porch. Ew.
There was a huge spider web blocking the path to these new, tall, yellow flowers, so I had to take the photo from inside the house, through the window screen. I don’t do spiders.
Branches growing out of branches.
Hubby and sunset.
True story: This was the balloon my sister got for my husband for his birthday in April. We kept it as it lost its buoyancy because it cheered me up. The other day, I was in the bathroom upstairs and this big yellow smile floated across the window. It was very surreal. An air current had somehow sent it out the open back door. I found it stalled on this branch, but couldn’t reach it. Then it floated through the garden as my dog chased it and… up, up and away. I was very happy to watch it soar away, but it was a bit melancholy, too.
*Sorry for littering*
See the smiley balloon in the tree? 🙂
Bye bye, balloon!
Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart 