Walking up to the door this afternoon, I watched a big hawk fly right overhead and then looked down. There were these crazy mushroom flowers newly popped up under the cedar tree. I've never seen anything like that happen to a mushroom. So pretty and I wonder were they supposed to be that way or did something happen in the process of mushrooming?
I got some new paints the other night. I'm a little blocked on the blogging thing so I'm going to use the inside-out approach to stumble forward. A photo inside and one outside. Each day. Not sure how long that will last, but here's Day One.
Love, love, love those colors!