I just can't seem to get enough of it. Those white blooms, teetering at the end of a branch. They wear large green spiked collars. For some reason, none of the trees near our house are in bloom. It doesn't seem fair, but then, what in life really is fair? Well, not much. I think maybe this is just God's way of telling me to get more exercise. So I strap on the camera, call for the fuzzy dog, and we are off in search of a tree with a bud or a blossom on one of our many favorite trails. Pono isn't really as interested as I am, but there's always something to sniff, so that's good. It's better that I don't drive, this time of year. If I see a Joshua Tree in bloom, there's a good chance I will veer off towards it - maybe even slamming on my brakes in the process. Perhaps I need a bumper sticker that says "CAUTION - this vehicle stops for flowers."
Here they are.
Wasn't that fun?
I had a photo of a new painting to share with you, but now that I have pondered it, I decided it's not finished yet. So back to the studio I go...
Have a happy Sunday, all you dear things.