I Don't Have Very Many Things

I don't have very many things. Everything is fine and well and copa; I just don't have much to report.

So I'll go with the good old fashioned "what's on my phone" approach.

I don't have very many things on my phone either.

Well, I do have a cool new drink photo . . . 

. . . and I do have a photo of Mumsie, who would have turned 90 yesterday.

Eight-Thehrty-Thehrty, baby.

. . . and we did go to our long-lost book room this past weekend . . . 

. . .  and we did take a selfie to show Renee my snow-capped-alp hair, which didn't turn out looking at all snow-capped. Must be the shampooing -- gotta try that more often.

Oh, and all of a sudden, it's turned into late summer around here. Let's take a stroll through the Gahdens, shall we? More specifically, let's have the Mistah stroll with Gahdens, camera in tow . . . 

We got some rain and everything turned back into a green and dreamy world . . . 

. . . and one of my very favorite things about late summer is in full regalia around here . . . 

. . . the glorious Morning Glory. She glorifies.

And late summer moonie hasn't been half bad either.

Well, whaddaya know. I have lots of things. As usual.