A rose that fell off the damn bush in the front yard when I tried to take a picture of it in a better light! One of the pictures is in the vase after it fell off, smelling wonderfully inside. The one picture looks like it has been manipulated but on the white column in front of my house, there’s a shadow of a branch.
Apparently they’re color blind, as well, so the color doesn’t mean anything except for the human spectators. It’s the motion of the fabric that agitates them.
Are people crazier with blue moons than they are with full moons? I vote yes.
Castro Valley on Yuma Street.
Alex, Josh and I visited California and went to Monterey with mom, who treated us to tickets for Monterey Bay Aquarium.