Austin told me that our sunflowers are confused. They always point east.
Here they are, pointing east in the late afternoon. Maybe they just like looking at the picture of Austin’s sweet mother.
While getting this photo, I found another surprise in the little garden Austin planted on Beamer’s grave.
Black vincas. Well, extremely dark red ones. Really beautiful.
Dr. Smarty’s active mind at it again. One morning he looked out the window and said, “You see those pockets of fog on the mountain?”
Yes, I did. So I took this photo through the mosquito screen. “I wonder if there are waterfalls in each of those spots,” he mused. Apparently waterfalls increase the humidity and cause fog to condense. Hmmm.
It’s been a non-stop week. I ended up in Suva – and walking. Something new in my own neighborhood, a derelict house on the corner was renovated into apartments. The wall is up with some really nice artwork.
Happy week, Everybody.