What a fabulous morning! I stepped outside (temperature in the upper mid-60s) and saw the fog gently caressing the earth. Wow!

Then I wandered down the drive and looked to the north. There, crowded in the ditch is the Queen Anne's lace in full bloom. At closer inspection (of the ditch - in front of my house), you see that the Queen Anne's Lace is not alone. It is sprinkled with little blue flowers (are these called "corn flowers?").

My walking partners (one a neighbor down the road and the other long "homesteading" on the next road to the East, are both Master Gardner's. Their knowledge and training show in their gardens and yards.

As you can see - the result of their efforts is outstanding. However, I prefer the randomness of the natural habitat (such as seen in the ditches).

We walk every morning (except on Friday when they go grocery shopping and any other day that one of them has an activity that will take her away from our little corner of the world). As we amble along the road we talk. Sometimes we observe the various birds (one of them can identify most by their songs), sometimes we discuss the vegetation, but always we discuss politics.

To some of my followers it will come as a surprise, but I am frequently out of the loop when they talk about various government personalities. I am usually "up" on current events, but my ability to focus on political arguments is waning. The politicians are winning - I am beginning to no longer hear them. This is very sad. I need to have more coffee in the mornings.

"Nature is trying very hard to make us succeed, but nature does not depend on us. We are not the only experiment." - R. Buckminster Fuller (1895-1983)