During my month of working two jobs I didn't find time to sleep enough, or eat regularly, but early on I took the camera out in daylight (what's that?) in case someone made hay. I didn't really expect them too, since my horsy neighbor has moved out, and it was she who paid someone to cut her hay, and they cut my two bales too and gave them to her, since I have nothing to feed them to. So I could have waited until I'd recovered. But here we are:
I was annoyed at how little the flowers show up in the distance. They are there!
And as I drive from the road to the house they're bright and highly visible.
Unfortunately, when I walk to the road and back (a rare occasion) I keep my eyes on the gravel most of the time so I won't stumble.
Before we moved in I thought I'd use the driveway for exercise. Three-tenths of a mile, so two trips to the road and I've have walked more than a mile while not being away from the house for more than ten minutes, so I could check on my father frequently. But it's very cold and windy, or very sunny and hot, and harder to walk on than knee high grass, strangely enough, so I usually walk in the woods, or down the (dirt) road to the creek.