I'm just so damned tired these days, and I don't know why which is vexing--or would be if I weren't too tired to care. But I hate to have no record of anything so I'm throwing up a handful of unretouched photos in no particular order as today's installment in the Waving/Drowning/Who Cares series and calling it good.
Some goose prints on Harbor Island pavement a few weeks ago |
The Greenman and bits of the patio from across the yard |
The sign alerting this year's mason bees (see below) to the location of this year's mud |
Mason bees were ready to get out of that damned tube as soon as we installed their house. |
A less-than-entirely-successful panorama of the backyard a week or two ago |
My motto and my life's aspiration on the back of a Suzuki |
Space Needle! From the night we went to see Seattle Shakespeare's "Drum and Colours," aka abridged Henry IV |
The Spring Equinox Greenman while his new hair was still fresh and green. |
Seeing what would sprout from slightly outdated tomato and pea seeds (a lot, as it happens) |
A portion of the tulips on the hillside block with bonus grape hyacinth under the Japanese maple |
Slightly out of order pea starts (from last year's saved peas because I'm just that Little House |
That day they had baby goats at the West Seattle Farmers Market (I did not bring Jubilee home.) |
My new favorite spot in the back yard: Scott's Folly |
Happy Springtime! |
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