The weather was scrumptious here in Maryland today. Low humidity, blue skies, a little bit of a chill in the air . . .
. . . and the wild roses are in bloom.
The scent of wild roses is absolutely intoxicating.
Blackie appeared out of nowhere while I was walking the trail today and began walking in front of me.
She stayed on the trail all the way to the barn and then disappeared into the brush.
I stopped to take a couple photos of my husband’s beautiful garden.
Maybe we’ll have some snap peas soon. We’ve already had plenty of tasty lettuces.
I want to say that George is outstanding in his field.
But it looks like he’s lying in it instead.
* groan *
I also want to say that all of the photos in today’s post are SOOC (straight out of camera). It’s just that kinda day, I guess.
And just one more thing before I go. When I’m 88, I wanna be like Betty White. Out partying with the crew from SNL ‘til 3 AM and then still being able to catch my 6:30 AM flight home. She’s one helluva woman.
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .