Captain’s Log 5,767
Good thing I didn’t call this Flowers for Algernon. I think Lemons for Dangerspouse is quite fine. I felt like being a photographer this morning. I took shots of lemons and the single rose that is blooming in the back yard. The gardener cut all the roses down to nubbies except one. This is what I was able to save.
Pretty pretty. And a very cooperative model this morning.
I love taking pictures of my garden. It changes every day and gives me so much pleasure! The lemon tree becomes a true thing of beauty when it’s ready for harvest. I found a cluster of lemons this morning. It’s very odd for lemons to grow like this. The weight is bringing down the entire branch.
So, in honor of Lemonus Aurelius (Dangerspouse), I took a shot of the lemon cluster. He makes the most amazing lemon things. Soup, tarts, etc. I pretty much slice them up and put them in my Diet Coke. This just proves it takes all kinds to spin this world.
Maybe I should hang this on my door.
Too bad Mr. Spouse isn’t here. He could have 100 lemons for free. Too bad for you, Mr. Spouse! I will chant your name every time I pick one.
Busy busy around here. Anneke rode the trolley to the Mexican border yesterday. I think you only need to do that once to get it out of your system. It’s a long ride and it can be scary at times because of the gangs that ride. But she is the intrepid traveler and probably didn’t even think twice. Glad she was safe.
Off to the salt mines.