Nothing going on this week,
which is good in some ways, so here's
a few pics of this and that.
This Polish sausage is so good. It's Farmer John brand, and I make it sometimes with eggs, rice, or even plain.
When I picked all the dry petals from my red rose bush, a new rose sprouted up, and it was so strange, because it came up Pink.
I am from a family of surfers, and look who had her first surfing lesson, little Francesca! Her dad said she had a fun time, but was a little timid at first. She's wearing a wet suit haha.
Did you watch the Christmas in July shows too?
I saw three fireflies on the side of my house one night. They really do light up! And I saw three white butterflies too. I didn't take a picture because I just sat and gazed at them for awhile.
I will leave you with a sweet poem.
( Jane Taylor)
A modest Violet grew,
Its stock was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.
And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colors bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.
Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.
Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow,
In sweet humility.