145/365.

Love. This. Place.

Uncle Bill hosted Claire, Danielle and me up at his beautiful mountain house for a much needed respite from the busyness of our recent days.

70/365.

SPRING.

It's coming...

I am so thankful for seasons.

55/365.

Today's highlight:

53/365.

The day after I dedicate a post to birds...

They poo on me.

For the record, there was not a tree close enough for my winged friends to perch and scheme; no, only blue sky above (as shown).
And yet, they found me.
It was more than one dropping, just to be clear.

I guess this is what Texan bird poo looks like. Interesting composition.

52/365.

Today was for the birds.

Here's a song about this bird.

Here's a song about this bird.

Just something about the ones that fly.

50/365.

Spring is Coming.

40/365.

Swans and Donuts.

So it seems as though Houston ducks don't enjoy eating stale bread.
But we found some other more beautiful and receptive birds!
The swans around these parts are huge!

In other news, I ate an absurd amount of donuts today.
Ab-surd.