At the Romero Street Gallery in Old Town Albuquerque, Rosie noticed me admiring this mug, bought it for me, and had the gallery ship it to me. Very handsome, and about twice the size of the coffee cups I usually drink my morning coffee out of. (So, moar coffees for me!)
Jackie counts the number of lilly blossoms every morning, and provides that day’s #lillycount.
Watching the sunrise out my study window.
Jackie, of course, suggested a sourdough slug, and returned the next day to find this:
(Replying to: One of Jackie’s coworkers)
One of Jackie’s coworkers at the bakery had less than a loaf’s worth of dough, so she made this sourdough snail.
Look what I found on the freebee table at Winfield Village! A sloth stuffie!! He has three toes!!! (The sloth is my totemic animal.)
Jackie and I spent the morning at Busey Woods, clearing bush honeysuckle.
As you can see, Jackie is very pleased with her saw.
This hedge had lost all its leaves except on the south side, which was very prettily illuminated by the early morning sun.
Two nights ago I noticed moonlight streaming into the study. Yesterday I was able to see why that night was the night I noticed: That second tree there in the center had lost all its leaves in just one day.