Persisting with the slightly late theme.
May 12th snuck up on me. It was a stormy night by the time I became aware of the date, with tornado warnings being issued all around. Riley, as is his norm, was beside himself, a pitiful 95 pounds of quivering scaredy-dog (or whatever the canine equivalent of a scaredy-cat is). Bridget had bundled Riley in his thunderjacket, and was keeping him company in the basement. This became the dominant theme for the night.
Despite the arrival of the tornado season and more frequent storms, Riley's primary storm handler remained/remains in good spirits.
Improv is as improv does. My favorite cookbooks!
Bananas that passing their prime.
A reminder of good times and good friends inTexas.A bit of refrigerator art.
That's it for this month! Here's hoping Riley survives the spring rains and tornadoes, and June brings some fun things to photograph!
