This blogging thing can lead one to an obsession. As if I need another obsession. I missed a couple of days due to the flu and a night out with the girls. I chastise myself needlessly for the lapse. All the photos I've been capturing over the past couple of weeks have a purpose, as well as the snippets of my day I wish to blog. Things are getting backed up.

Enough, already. Like the tulips? Did I tell you it's now officially Tulip Time in Holland? I heard the rockets red glare of the fireworks last night as I was trying to go to sleep. Friday night out with the girls and I'm already in bed by 10:00. Pathetic.

Yesterday was Jeannine's birthday. She's a wise young woman of thirty-something. I'll be kind and not share what I know about the 'something'.

Then, there's Jamie. Remember, 'low and slow'. This photo puts a tune back in my head that was brought to my mind recently:
' Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be,...' - Name that tune! (T&C, please abstain)
You know, it took me a few moments this morning to remember why I took a photo of this wall. Ah, hah! It's Jamie's wall of fame. If you want to know more, you'll have to ask her yourself.

A very fine evening at Tavern on Kraft where the hummus plate is out of this world and the pool table was available. These ladies are quite special. They keep me sane and grounded in the neverland of chaos we work around daily. Lady Lyn, you were missed.

So, after spending a few moments this morning downloading photos, writing part of this blog, and taking a photo of the apple tree in bloom on my patio, I headed to Grandville to meet my mom at her church for their annual Mother & Daughter Luncheon. The church ladies always put on a lovely do with an interesting theme. This year it was a tea. Thus, the hats. Quite a variety of hats were doned. Many beautiful tea services were on display. The food is always wonderful and the fellowship with these ladies is quite special. Here is me next to my Aunt Carol (right) and my mom, Barb (standing).

After spending a few hours with family and friends playing high society ladies at tea, I switched to cargo pants and garden clogs. Off to the landscaping supply outlet for 35 more landscaping bricks and 4 bags of cocoa mulch. Time to landscape the new fence. I won't bore anyone with a photo, as there is nothing planted yet. The hard work is completed. Picking out the perennials, the trellis, and planting is the fun part. When that's done, I'll bore you with a photo.

Ooh, one more tid bit before I sign off for the evening. While I doubt you can see him very well, he's just right of the feeder. A male hummingbird in my yard yesterday, May 5. A whole tree filled with apple blossoms where he could join the drone of mammoth bumblebees, but he chooses the feeder. What a treat.

Happy trails. I'm bushed!