Whew... cleaning up a few photos and replacing them with new ones. Feels good. Kinda how I imagine my parents felt all those years when they removed all the baking pans, cleaned up the loose flour, wiped things down, and then put everything back in again.
In our house, that now means spending days in the garden cleaning up from fall and winter.
Eventually, we will have all the flowers and flou-flou dead and taken out, replaced with natural, indigenous ferns, moss, salal and rotting leaves. Ah, nature.