The mystery crocuses under the gas meter on the side of the house are blooming. I saw a bluebird land out in the cemetery while I was the binoculars on the couple who were passing a joint out there. I wonder if they know a Minneapolis cop lives two doors down from us.
I like the juxtaposition of the images. And yet I am baffled about the Minneapolis cop…
…that one flew right past me. I think I was in “scanning the scenery” mode, and just thought “couple passing” and put it with cemetery. Thanks for clarifying. *ashamed*
As you mentioned, I wish I could use that stuff for pain but it just makes me stupid and would set a bad example for my sons. They’d probably just steal it too.
Tulips are poking their pretty little leaves out in my garden. I’m so freakin’ excited!