Thursday, June 28, 2018

The Cruelest Month

This year it would seem that the cruelest month is June, not April, what with families being split apart with no easy way to be reunited, and legal authorities determined to, well, I'm not at all sure what they're on about. I just know that it doesn't make for happy reading.

When I'm done with the letter-writing, phone-calling, petition-signing, oh-do-I-have-to activities, I have a few methods for coping:

o   Elizabeth George mysteries;

o   Working on mosaics in the garage;

o   Searching for my new baby friends - the return of the katydids!


Let's all hope that July will be better.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

The Rain in Spain Had a Silver Lining

Although Audrey Hepburn would tell you that "the rain stays mainly in the plain," nearly everywhere was wet. So rather than heading north for more days of soggy weather, we turned south. To the Mosque-Cathedral of Cordoba:


It was a very good decision. 

Further south in the Sierra de Grazalema, the rains had produced the most astounding wildflower displays. The ground was rocky, but entirely covered with blooming plants.



My inner Flower Floozy was never happier.













Identification Resource: Wildflowers of Andalucia