A month goes by ...

Now that I've reached the milestone of a month without a post, I feel I really should post SOMETHING! All's pretty much the same around here, but we're into the heat and humidity that will plague the North Texas area till September or so. Earlier this month I spent some time in Santa Maria, CA, visiting my 85-year old aunt, seen here in our latest squishy-face photo. I always enjoy spending time with her, and sharing her daily menu of (along with other foods) asparagus, fresh strawberries, and jelly bellies (yum, yum, and yum!). Beauty salon day meant an excursion to San Luis Obispo, one of my favorite towns in the area. One of the shops there had some beautiful flowers in their planter box.
Here is her neighbor Ken, man of a thousand short-sleeved shirts! This is some of the overflow in his garage.





And a couple of my friends had birthdays this month. Happy Birthday April and Donna! Here we all are (minus me) at April's 50th:

The Weekend, Inside and Out

So another weekend has come and almost gone. Parts of it resembled last weekend, starting with the beautiful weather. Friday I did a little treasure hunting at an estate sale. I made several selections from a box of vintage baby clothes, but put them back after convincing myself I most likely would never alter them. However, I was unable to convince myself that I didn't need three pairs of baby shoes. At $1 a pair, how could I leave them behind? After much poking around, I left with a small bag of stuff, satisfied. Saturday I went to the Cottonwood Art Festival and couldn't resist buying a beautiful raku vase. The colors grabbed me and wouldn't let go. From there I rushed to the Midnight Stampers annual Birthday Bash. The organizers really outdid themselves being loyal to the flower theme--from the food to the games (yes, we always play party games). The eleven of us spent a good bit of the afternoon laughing, mostly at ourselves!

Today we went on a bike ride to new lands. When eventually we were welcomed to a small town whose location was fuzzy to me, I hoped we'd make it home before dark. I have to admit I wasn't exactly sure where I was for most of the trip! I was making most of the turning decisions, but when it came time to head back, I didn't have a clue. Fortunately I had a navigationally adept person with me who had no trouble getting us back to Point A. I was reminded today that it's honeysuckle season. They lined a good portion of the Allen trail we were on--the scent is unmistakable. Go find some and enjoy!

I wonder why the public was invited to keep out of this field?

And how was your weekend?