A Latte A Day

Don’t say “I have to,” say “I get to.”

The little songs of summer are all gone today.
The little insect instruments are all packed away:
The bumblebee’s snare drum, the grasshopper’s guitar,
The katydid’s banjo, the cricket’s violin,
The dragonfly’s cello have ceased their merry din.
Oh, where is the orchestra? From harpist down to drummer
They’ve all disappeared with the passing of the summer.

~ by Rowena Bennett

My husband tucked me safely in my car, along with the flowers he gave me and a Starbucks Latte he brought me, for the drive home from the hospital.

Oh, how I love my man…and flowers!

Many thanks to my friends at the office for the lovely bouquet of flowers, your thoughtfulness warms my heart!

I photographed the The Catherine Desgagnes, Quebec, on August 1, 2010, as she traveled down the St. Clair River between Michigan and Canada, heading toward Lake Huron. These ships are really magnificent to see and no two are alike.

Fabulous isn’t it? I bet it looks magical at night when the tiny lights are lit. Located in the city of Port Huron, Michigan near the Black River.

These little cottages are located along the St. Clair river in Michigan. My favorite is the third one from the right, with the lamp in the upper window.

Patterns inspired by the colorful feathers of the peacock. You’ll not find uniformity of tone and color here, it was not my intent. I simply enjoyed the pleasures of expirimenting with a wide variety of colors, not resting on primary or pastels, but a mixture of both.