Month: March 2021

Wednesday’s daffodil now has a lot of friends

Does the first daffodil of the year still count if it’s not fully open yet?

It wasn’t until I saw this one (at the Moody St. dam) that I remembered: I had a dream about a fish ladder the other night. The one in my dream actually had fish, though.

After over a year of only seeing the inside of my own house, it was eerie to visit this familiar scene today. (It’s OK, they weren’t home; we used our key.)

It looks like there’s been some confusion at the ol’ citrus factory.

I guess this little cup wasn’t entirely dry before I filled it with M&Ms.

Snowdrops won the race this year.

Somehow I have managed to train Gandalf that if I put him on this little footstool I’ll be back soon and he can reclaim my lap when I return.