Sometimes I feel a little "artsy fartsy". Sometimes I want to take photos of something besides children throwing balls, kicking balls, catching balls and hitting balls. Sometimes I want to pretend that I am an artist in France.
I really don't deserve my rose bushes. They are completely neglected, yet they bloom and bloom and bloom.
Love to eat them.
Love to find them.
Love to look at them.
If heaven doesn't have mushrooms, I will be really sad!!!!!