Spring arrived early this year. I was disappointed that the promised godzilla el nino fizzled and turned into sprinkles and clouds. Still, the cassia bushes in our front yard have blossomed nicely:
With the temperatures flirting with the nineties, I had to purchase new crocs. Yep, during the summer I only wear crocs. These are my summer buddies, until fall arrives in November:
Nice beautiful crocs that haven’t learned to bend or be stretched. So I almost took a dive into the pool when the dog banged into me while chasing a bird and the Crocs went one way and I tried to go into the deep end.
Moral of the story, take it one step at a time until I remember how to walk in sandals.
Until next time.