Troubled by strawberries from Driscol's, we planted our own in this backyard plot, something new. They aren't planted as yet here but it's my only non-blurry picture.
A photo that will stand in for the unrelenting procession of rainy days. Brigitte wished finally to capture the drops on our clothes line, for which purpose I extracted the ladder from the garage and bring you this.
Not quite the first, but one of the first bunches of flowers Brigitte harvested this year.
The images that follow commemorate a tradition Monique instituted years ago and, as I recall, begin this blog: a Mother's day visit to Wiegan’s Nursery on Romeo Plank Road. Such names spell D E T R O I T. Here Brigitte at the outset with a still-empty cart!
Daughter and Mother - Posed
And unposed....
Out of doors, John hiding Monique and Brigitte herself. Spring is LATE this season, and in an odd way Wiegans's shows it—so also the sky.
Lordy! That man in the middle needs to do situps!
The two Accompanying Persons with Panorama!
Finally a close-up of a wondrous flower that caught Brigitte's eye. She walked the length of this vast establishment to bring a camera to take its picture!
