Again, with the cruppy cell phone cam. It is all too too exciting, I know, so please calm thyselves.
Part of the backyard patio at Boheme. Say hi to some of the coffee peeps.
Oh, I see what’s going on here with me and my lazy butt. I need to put these cups away but get distracted by the crossword puzzle. What if the owner catches you, Tracey? For shame.
The cups are in their spot. The peeps are on the patio. The puzzle has been finished. And now I really need to mull over the ugliness of my shoe. Please be silent whilst I do so. Thankee.
After that, I really need to think about the nifty stone egg in front of the museum. I mean, it’s an egg … made of stone.
A stone egg.
My very favorite stone egg.
After that, I scurry home quick like a bunny to post these bombshells right here, on my blog!
Great. Now, in my dreams, that egg will hatch into a dragon named Diedrich, who wears Doc Martens and has intense conversations about ART with the peeps.
He may eat the Overlord, though. I’ll let you know.
Tracey – it is so so cute and cozy, that little patio!
I know I, personally, would love to hang out there.