Monday. After lunch, Beautiful spread her paints and brushes across the table in the sunroom.
She created this angelic being on a chambray shirt. Hers, not mine.
I strolled around the yard. You may note that our gardening has turned largely to wild things.
Neighbor's garden is a bit more formal than is ours.
BBBH is thrilled; her potatoes are in bloom!
Yarrow yields white and pink touches.
Otherwise, I read a few chapters in a Matt Braun Texas western, setting 1870s.