Waiting rooms vary from drab to elegant. This is one of the more elegant.
Our local botanical gardens is open again! I took one of the dogs, Smudge, my X100V, and off we went, following the trails up and down. We have missed a lot of the early spring blooms, such as the narcissus and daffodils, but the trees are beginning to blossom. At the top of the hill is the cactus garden, filled with a variety of desert plants. There are barrel cactus, crowns of thorns, cholla, saguaro. Other drought-tolerant plants are there, too. The best of the day, though, was the Palo Verde tree, fully dressed in its light yellow-green leaves.
Today promises to be frying hot – 91F or more. The house is already closed up to keep it cool – thank goodness for modern insulation! – so we don’t have to use the air conditioning. I took this image not too long ago on a considerably cooler day, and that is what I want to think about rather than suffocating heat! The plus side of the heat is flowers love it and as it is too hot and bright to go outside for strenuous activities, it is a perfect day to do things around the house, like sewing and such. Domestic life suffers in the summer around here.
My box of knitting – a sweater in the round, to be steeked into a cardigan. The whole process of steeking entails sewing down a bead on either side of where you CUT THE SWEATER. From there, well, let’s wait until then! Too scary to contemplate for a first-time activity.
Oh, how Covid-19 makes you bored and brave (or foolish) at the same time!
A field of yellow flowers, green grass, and shadows under the glaring sun. Too much color so into black-and-whitishness!
Trees never cease to allure! Personality, character, beauty. No idea what kind this is, but its bark is so beautiful that it caught my eye, and my lens.
Whenever we get cabin fever during shelter-in-place Covid-19 orders, we get out and drive, and explore new bits around us. This was in a split-level park, with different plateaus connected by walking paths. Here, a bit of ground cover at the edge of a level, butting up against the spring mustard blooms. Not exciting as far as scenery, but a pleasant little neighborhood park we had not seen before. Well, sort of a neighborhood park – 30 miles away!