Where have I been? I would tell you if I knew, but suddenly the time had flown by and here we are. There was a quick weekend trip to Portland to visit Giano, Gary and Helen came to visit, then Al went back to Portland with Homer, leaving me home alone. Oh, poor me! Endless hours of quiet - what a calamity. Poor, poor me. I don't even have any good garden shots to share. What a dolt I am turning into. Or have I always been a dolt? Don't answer that.
We did go to Chihuly Garden and Glass, which is just as gorgeous the
hundred and nineteenth time, so I'll give you a bit of that and promise
to be more interesting next post. Really.