One quarter of the stroll consisted of me taking pictures of all the pretty things. Trust me, the photos I'll be posting here are only a small sample of the pretty.
One quarter of the stroll involved making sure that Bella did not get too much attention, because she's very much in heat.
One quarter of the stroll was D, convinced that the nuts he found inside one of the trees were full of white chocolate.
The last quarter of the stroll was actually walking.
Til next time, lovelies!
P.S. Today would have been Jeremy Brett's 80th birthday. I welcome you to read the poem I wrote about him over 6 months ago (and read at his memorial tree today), entitled, "Dear Jeremy Brett".