A Sad Something in May…
Walking through the garden on my way into work this morning something a little white on one of the rocks tucked beneath a tree/shrub caught my eye. Upon further inspection I was saddened to realize it was an abandoned and broken egg. I saw no signs of a nest nearby so I expect its mates probably suffered a similar fate, falling prey to some predator or another.
In something a bit more amusing, Kathryn posted some of photos taken at her alpaca shearing last weekend with her camera, mostly by our friend Dee (I’ve not yet gotten the photos I shot for her all processed, though there are a few winners amongs the 840 shots). At the top of her post is a somewhat funny picture of me if you’ve been wondering what I look like these days. I will say if I did not remember the photo being taken I would not have known that was me in that picture - with three layers of clothing and a large sweatshirt tied around my wasit, LOL! That is in no way as flattering of a shot as it could have been. I now understand why sometimes I’m struck with the thought “That is not my [insert random body part of your choosing]?!? Is it?”
