Summer thrills

I plum forgot about last week's Foto Friday. I apologize.
But you see, I found myself too busy enjoying....

:: a visit with Opa dear, every one a gift

:: discovering a couple wild peppermint plants (how'd they get THERE?) and ample spearmint

:: a colander as a permanent fixture in the sink, for rinsing our daily harvests



:: our own little watering hole

:: bunches of thyme, oregano, cilantro, mint, basil, and dill draping from blue ribbon across sunlit windows

:: hands comfortable with one another, and comforting



:: a book so good, husband and I read each other excerpts, tickling heart spots and stirring fond recollections

:: after dinner treks down the hill, through the stinging needle, over the creekbed stones and past the bear prints to the blackcap bushes~where we find our dessert. (The one time we return with gathering baskets empty, but bellies full)

:: finding moments, though brief to saturate in words



:: garden admiring

:: wearing bits of sky



:: gathering baskets for all, returning home from adventures and explorations positively heaping

:: Papa mirror; a boy too ready to be a man



:: daily harvests

:: wildflowers abundant, vases everywhere

:: bits of edible gold



:: patio breakfasts of french toast with cool breezes to drink up and creek sounds to flavor, still in pj's

:: the loudness of nighttime, as the nightowls come to prance and play

:: the QUIET of power outtages



His many gifts, if only we notice.