I take a lot of photos and I'm pretty good about clearing them off my camera and putting them onto my computer, and I sometimes fuss with a few of them briefly, cropping, sizing, and naming them. And then, possibly, I get around to shifting them to an external hard drive or, if I'm really ambitious, I'll sort through them to make a calendar some time a week or two before Christmas.
It's a foolish way of being. On reflection, I'm pretty sure it doesn't make a lot more sense to throw a handful of snaps up here tonight but, by gum, that's what I'm doing. Without further adieu I present half a dozen photos that represent nothing but daily life in the last three or four days. Not shown here, because I didn't photograph it, is the mass of wet cycling gear spread about the house. It was a wet commute home during this third weekday of "bike to work" month.
|A darned handsome Bewick's wren giving me the business from near the grape.|
|View of the garden after the evening rain in early May|
|I did imply random, right? Still life/portrait during the painting of the bathroom this weekend|
|Book / Bike Day cocktail-in-progress|
|Tulips that have survived until early May|
|Bewick's wren fledgling in the cherry tree this evening|