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And, just because it's pretty, here's the redbud tree in my front yard in full bloom! I love the redbud. It hides inconspicuously all year, but then, for two weeks in the spring, you catch a splash of that distinctive orchid-pink color everywhere, in yards and wild woods alike! There are wind-sown babies from this tree throughout the yard. Unfortunately, they like to sprout in the most undesirable spots. I managed to replant one successfully in the backyard, but another is too large to dig up and almost too large for where it is, right next to the road. Another is growing in a tiny crack between the retaining wall and the driveway. I will have to cut it down but can probably salvage another still-tiny tree growing in my flower garden.
This is the view from a few doors up the street from my house (the peaked roof of my front porch is visible at the left edge of the photo.
And in other fun news, I bowled a 148, 122, and 133 on Friday and got the prize for highest average score of the ladies in the group.
