the church next doorJust home from a leisurely dinner at the Gage, which would have been perfect if not for the smokers who got seated on the patio next to us. I know it was outdoors, and I really hate to be a smoker nazi ... however their air was mixing with mine. As my dear father always says, there's nothing worse than a reformed smoker and something about a redeemed hooker.
So anyway, if I have a card reader I'll share photos from this most fabulous locale. The weather is wonderful. The air is clear. It wasn't windy today, although Dara said we had horrible wind for the last two days, which completely dried out my sweet little Vitex tree that I'm planning to plant tomorrow. My little vitex looks like my dried out crusty West Texas menopause skin, actually.
Kuhny and I had the most fabulous day driving out here. No rush. Many stops. I read a book to him on the way. He got a ticket for driving 87 miles per hour, which I predicted because I have psychic skills.
Now it's early and in the words of my favorite cousin and the world's second-best mortgage babe Vicky, it's "time to make night-night."
So anyway, if I have a card reader I'll share photos from this most fabulous locale. The weather is wonderful. The air is clear. It wasn't windy today, although Dara said we had horrible wind for the last two days, which completely dried out my sweet little Vitex tree that I'm planning to plant tomorrow. My little vitex looks like my dried out crusty West Texas menopause skin, actually.
Kuhny and I had the most fabulous day driving out here. No rush. Many stops. I read a book to him on the way. He got a ticket for driving 87 miles per hour, which I predicted because I have psychic skills.
Now it's early and in the words of my favorite cousin and the world's second-best mortgage babe Vicky, it's "time to make night-night."
Iron Mountain at dusk
5 comments:
I'm homesick.
The photos were beautiful and I love Vitex. I hope it gets hydrated. I planted one in front of my last house. I may just go visit it one of these nights ... with my shovel.
No leaf hydration as of this morning, but I'm confident the tough little thing can make some new leaves. His soil has been thoroughly soaked.
I sure hope he likes it out there. Ineed to go visit Bob and pick up a few friends for him, but only after we have some way other than Dara to water them all.
How come you West Texans know the name of every dadgum mountain? CRACK me up? Love the pics girlie - they are BEAUTIFUL. I'm NOT showin' them to Mac or he's gonna pack us up and move us west.
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