Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The Quail of Baileyana
I heard an EEP!
What the heck. I stopped.
And then I heard it again.
EEP!
It was a quail. A quail in the vineyard. The cutest, boldest quail. Most quail run away when you approach. Not this guy. He stood his ground and said EEP.
It's been blooming for months
I love sitting near this tree on my lunch hour. I love walking up to it. I love sitting near it. I love seeing from afar.
Whoever chose to plant this tree should get a medal. Or at least a lunch and a handshake. Or a plaque with his or her name on it. "Smart cookie," it could say.
Such a pretty tree.
Monday, May 23, 2011
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