|Sometimes you just want to disappear into the background and not be noticed.|
|Sometimes you enjoy being held safely in the hands of the one who feeds and cares for you.|
|Sometimes my readers get what they ask for (Vee)....the view across the street without the corn.|
|Sometimes you just get something unexpected....the pretty basket and plant on Georgia's picnic table.|
My brain may or may not be just this scrambled right now.
But if it is you'll never know because maybe this is just a clever
way to show you a bunch of random photographs.
Sometimes....that is how I roll.