8 a.m.
Not the way I wanted to start our day.
9 a.m.
A bright spot in my meek morning.
10 a.m.
Kept all the kiddos home from school;
this is the only peaceful spot I can find.
11 a.m.
My favorite transplant,
all the way from Uncle Billy's yard in San Diego.
12 p.m.
Golden boy in the golden sun basking in the golden light by golden flowers.
1 p.m.
Road trip prep.
2 p.m.
Road trip necessities.
3 p.m.
Road side beauty.
4 p.m.
Road side meal.
5 p.m.
My view.
Snowflakes on the windshield.
Ok, they're bugs but a girl can dream, right?
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