Nothing exciting around here to report on. Just the same old same old. I am waiting for the cable guy to come. I was surprised that they would make house calls on a holiday. I am still finding pretty flowers for inspiration. I spied the pinks ones blooming near the road by a mailbox in a neighborhood I ventured into on Friday because of an "Estate Sale" sign.
My friend Lois picked up a few small things. Not me. There was nothing there that spoke to me in the well organized rooms of stuff.
The ugly buzzard like birds that make their home in the green space behind my condo must have had babies this spring. I say two smaller versions of them sitting on the fence but I didn't bother to take a picture. But when I began seeing flits of red in the trees back there I tried to capture what were Cardinals. There were two of them. Babies too. Here's one. had to use the zoom feature on my camera to get this. Too quickly they were gone.
The treadmill and I are bonding. They say it take twenty-one days of doing something for it to become a habit. It feels pretty close to being just that although I have a few more days left to go to reach that three week mark.
