My 97-year-old mother, and a cat. I know it looks like she has her back to me, but we were enjoying some reading time in the sun… and social distancing.
A few photos from that hike I took in the Oakland hills with my good friend and my godson the other day. I swear if you squint, you can see San Francisco over there in the haze.
Seriously, squint harder. It’s there.
On the way back to my mom’s house, I stopped at a farmer’s market and got a loaf of artisanal oat bread… mmmm… healthy and tasty.
No, just kidding, that is a cow pie.
And I promise…
These will be the very last…
Photos of flowers…
That I took in my mom’s garden!
But if that made you happy because you don’t care about flowers, I should probably warn you that I went to the famous Berkeley Rose Garden yesterday, and I brought my camera… and my little mister/sprayer bottle for making fake dew, so get ready for more flower pictures!!!
I know.
I’m sorry.
But it is my blog.
Pouring My Art Out 
You make good pictures.
Wish I could get paid for that.
Have you tried?
sort of
I don’t mind photos of flowers, but please leave your legs and cow pies out of view. The latter just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Okey dokey
I don’t know, that was a pretty attractive cow pie.
Looked better than some bread