How do I describe summer in the south? Hot and humid are the first two descriptions that come to mind. I don't know that any part of the country has experienced humidity like the south does. Some days there's just no need to fix your hair. Humidity wrecks it. Now I will interject here that bad hair is not something that will ruin my day. Life is too short in my world. I will admit that I tired of dealing with sweaty hair so a couple of weeks ago, I told my hairdresser that something had to change. Now I have layers that have just made my natural curly hair curl all over the place. That would be a thanks to the humidity. I had to say that I kind of like it. It's very carefree and if a hair is out of place, it looks like it's supposed to be out of place. Not a bad deal.
Taking photos of such beauties is very therapeutic for my mind and soul.
Today I have a rare quiet day at home. I have, as my father-in-law used to say, "lollygagged" around my house all morning. A few months ago, The Husband started and ended a project of rerouting our driveway. I might or might not have mentioned that. Well, now part of it is gravel and when fall comes, he will landscape around it. In the meantime, he decided to plant peas on the side to help erosion until then. It's hopeful if the deer don't discover first, that we might get, as we say in the south, a mess or two of peas out of it. Here's our newly rerouted driveway.
So there I was with my camera focused getting the perfect picture of this beautiful multi-colored bloom when in my lens, I see a butterfly land. The Lord certainly delighted me big time with that flight.
This picture seemed to have all the phases of the life of a pea.
Summer sights in the south and other places are certainly blooming flowers. I had the opportunity to spend a little time in my friend's zinnia patch. I was so carried away with taking the pictures, I forgot to bring home a bouquet. Here's a few I took...I do love zinnias. Get ready. I'm sharing a lot of pictures. The butterflies are an added bonus.
Taking photos of such beauties is very therapeutic for my mind and soul.
Today I have a rare quiet day at home. I have, as my father-in-law used to say, "lollygagged" around my house all morning. A few months ago, The Husband started and ended a project of rerouting our driveway. I might or might not have mentioned that. Well, now part of it is gravel and when fall comes, he will landscape around it. In the meantime, he decided to plant peas on the side to help erosion until then. It's hopeful if the deer don't discover first, that we might get, as we say in the south, a mess or two of peas out of it. Here's our newly rerouted driveway.
Since the south's strong humidity has lessened for a day or two, I took a walk to my now farther away mailbox to collect today's mail and noticed more about the peas. It was interesting enough that I came in the house, got my camera, and documented the "life of a pea". I have no sermon about these as I sometimes do. I just decided to share the photos that taught me with you, my blog readers....just in case you ever wondered about the life of a pea.
So there I was with my camera focused getting the perfect picture of this beautiful multi-colored bloom when in my lens, I see a butterfly land. The Lord certainly delighted me big time with that flight.
This picture seemed to have all the phases of the life of a pea.
I think if my father-in-law were still with us, he would appreciate the efforts of my lollygagging this day. :)
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