I don't even know how I got thinking about pondering, wandering, and wondering...it just sort of happened-and this was before 7 a.m. I'd only been up maybe 20 minutes when all this mind garbage was occurring. Then a blessed event happened....the phone rang and broke the train of thought. I'm such a weirdo, but I do have endearing qualities.
I'm about to take a little 3 day jaunt inland with some friends. We're headed to Lovejoy Pond with the only definite item on the agenda "floaties". You know those blow-up air mattresses type things that allow adults to stay "in" the water for extended periods of time. They usually come in a variety of brilliant colors. The mission is to do a lot of floating with a side of laughter and time outs for food such as ice cream and s'mores which I like to call "shmores" even tho' I know there's no "sh" sound at the beginning. Frankly, I don't know how that started, but I'm not stopping it now.
Work has been stressful, long-houred, and annoying at best. No one is having fun with real estate these days...the buyers are difficult, the sellers are difficult, the banks and lenders are difficult, the appraisers are difficult, the title companies...well they're all right, and the agents are wishing they'd selected other lines of work....at least this agent is. I'm hopeful I can leave all that difficulty behind while I'm floating on Lovejoy Pond with my friends and eating ice cream and shmores.
I've been out getting pictures, so I'll share those. I have a strong suspicion what I'm photographing is far more interesting than floaties, ponder and wonder not rhyming, or anything else that might pop into my foolish mind this evening.
I love the photo. It looks better and better the bigger it gets, so click on it to see an enlarged version. These fungi were growing on a decaying log in the woods where Tula and were walking. I found the lavender edging immediately enticing.
Thank you for visiting. I am overwhelmed as I watch the counter on my blog turn to 1,600. I know compared to some blogs that number is child's play, but I now have 18 people who at one time or another thought they might be interested in what I have to say, or the pictures I happen to take. I have made some new blog friends and received wonderful and kind comments from them and from those who casually stop by. Back in April when I thought "what the hell? I'll start a blog" I didn't think anyone would ever read or care what I said. I guess the sky's the limit. I'm off for floating and shmores....catch you on the other side.