Saturdays hike.
Spring Creek, south of Kanarraville.
Jessica's "Women's Hiking Group."
Saturdays hike.
Spring Creek, south of Kanarraville.
Jessica's "Women's Hiking Group."
I worked a double shift today and took these photos this morning on the way to the temple, and on the way home.
They are already passed their prime (the hyacinths). I took this photo weeks ago.
The back yard had lots of tulips. These are a nice red/orange blend. Quite a bit past their prime, too, but pretty none-the-less. I had a lot of red and yellow ones wrestle their way up through two feet of soil!! That was soil we moved during construction of our addition. I meant to dig them up and move them before they were buried, but the diggers were too fast and they were soon entombed under many inches of heavy clay-like soil. But they are persistent! Up they came AND they bloomed! I figured they'd use all their energy just pushing leaves up through all that dirt.
And then the fruit trees are gorgeous, too. Apples and peaches and pears, Oh My! And plums, cherries and apricots, too, though I missed some of those blossoms. I think our apple crop will be next to nothing this year. Our Jonathan tree tends to only produce every-other year, and it always depends on if blossoms are nipped during a hard freeze. But we have very few blossoms, so if they don't get frozen, there will be very few fruits on that tree this year. We may be able to take a break from juicing apples this year!
ApplesNot so much driving, as driver's license. I was chatting on the phone while sitting at my desk and I was straightening. One of the piles contained two of my old driver's licenses. I don't know why they were on my desk. I probably had just cleaned them out from my wallets and pockets, etc.
But my progression of age was interesting to see in this series. These represent about the last 17 years of my life. The bottom one was issued in 2007. At that time I was blue-eyed, brown haired, and 160 lb.
10 years later, I was blue-eyed, gray haired, and 170 lb.
A mere five years after that I was blue-eyed still, gray haired still, but 180 lb. And that's being generous. I really weigh more than that. It's kind of scary to think how much more it will be in five more years unless I take some serious action.
Also, besides the hair turning lighter, it also is getting shorter with the passing decades. Any bets on what I might look like as a 90 year old?
Like my mom hair-wise, probably. Only much, much, much fatter!🐷