New schedule = late hours = sleeping later than normal. Which is why this post will be up later than usual. My fuzzy brain hasn’t had enough coffee yet. This will be a quick one, as I still have to write up notes for the actors from last night’s run-through.

Filed under the heading, “Things I haven’t be able to see at my house in 4 years,”

would be this bush in our front yard. Several years ago, I did some research and found out its name. I forgot it. It has delicate white blooms every spring. Aren’t they lovely?

And on the other side of the yard, I discovered these:

I suppose they would be classified as weeds, but I ask you, would you cut down these sweet yellow blossoms? (Josje tells me they are Buttercups. Ah!) I couldn’t. So I made the decision not to mow that part of the yard. It ended up being a non-decision, since I can’t get the mower to start, but still…

Here’s a close-up of the sweet yellow flower:

By the way, when I was taking these photos, Don (having just got up) looked out the window and saw me sprawled on the ground on the far side of the yard. He said he couldn’t imagine what the heck I was doing. Communing with the ground?

Doesn’t he realize the lengths to which we will go to get a good shot?

This was rather like the situation I wrote about in this post. You might get a kick out of it.

Have a good Thursday.