Are you sick of me talking about how splendid the weather has been lately? Be patient. Come June 1st you won't hear anything nice about the weather for the next 6 months. As of this moment, it is about 74, while the pollen count in the air is high, the pine trees haven't let loose their monstrous green pollen which coats everything for several weeks yet so the outside is especially lovely.
Spending some time waiting for daddy to come home.
In order to take this picture I had to 'paparazzi' it. Everytime
Clara looked at me, if it even looked like I was pointing the camera
in her direction she immediately turned away. This was a trick shot.
Checking the rain gauge.
For some reason, out of many pictures I took this day,
Greta just didn't have any that really wowed me, and I love
the outfit she is wearing. She has her hair back in a ponytail, but
for some reason looks a little Aunt Jemima or Rosy the Riveter
to me with the hair thing hanging the way it is....
And so, I leave you with the image of me clapping my hands and actually killing the mosquito I was aiming for -- and I don't even have bug goop on my hands. It was the perfect gentle force...just enough to watch him (her?) float lifelessly down between the g and t keys of the keyboard. So excuse me while I go wash my mosquito murdering hands and then fix myself a little snack.
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