While James had flag football practice at a community park, Delaney and I took off to explore the surrounding neighborhood. What did you think this post was about?
She initially complained, but I told her we’d just go up one side of the street and down the other. For some reason, that was acceptable. There was a community garden at the park and most of the houses on the street had abundant yards of their own. Delaney took this picture of apples growing from the scrawniest tree I’ve ever seen to bear fruit. It was happy enough I guess.We then encountered a huge dahlia and nosy flamingo. Each home was unique, some were obscured by purposeful plantings, while others were accessible by bridges or other unusual entryways. Sometimes I marvel that we are in a city. And I am thankful we are.
A beautiful but threatening evening at the Marina tonight inspired me to take this picture that, except for a couple clues, appears to have been converted to black and white.A tall ship waits it out at the dock. Actually, it may wait longer than that for all I know.
Our dog noticed this little guy on the bridge above the creek behind our house. I didn’t notice how closely his colors matched the moss until I looked at the pictures later. I could be wrong, but I believe this is an immature stink bug. Thankfully, he did nothing to confirm that.