When Fr. Jose gave a Mother's Day blessing on Sunday and told the mothers not to cook, to have their husbands cook, I lost it. Grief comes in bits and spurts. I'm back from the depths and looking at the color blue.
My friend Cindy and I went to the Toppenish Wildlife Refuge on Sunday afternoon and we saw one of these guys. I did not get a picture of him, he was flitting here and there very frantically--maybe trying to figure out what to cook for Mother's Day.
These are from a couple of camping trips in recent years.
Pretty color.
The other headbangers are linked in my sidebar. What will they find that is blue? (Will Tom have a fish? Could be. I must go see.)
1 comment:
Love your header Kathy, pretty blue. Happy Mothers Day.
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