Walking around the yard, surveying all the damage from the snowstorm a couple weeks ago, I found some ornamental grass that had gone to seed.
It looked like jellyfish, floating amidst seaweed. I blew on it to see what would happen.
That's some hearty seed on those things.
I couldn't stop looking at it. Or blowing on it, watching it wave gently in the air.
The neighbors probably think I'm odd.
Don't you think it looks like jellyfish?
I always forget about this bush, right in the front of the house.
Just when I think all the color in the yard is gone, its leaves pop out - bright, cheery red - greeting visitors coming to the front door.
I love the barn. Er, garage. Sorry, Dad, I know you hated it when we would call it a barn.
I love the way the lights line up in the windows.
I love how cheerful it looks on a gray, gloomy November day.
Just a few scenes from around our little place in the world.
I've missed shooting for fun.
I'm so happy, I could do a handspring.
Well, maybe not.