It always surprises me. I planted a few daffodil bulbs off in a corner, 30 years ago, and they have since become over grown by the rose-bush, but every year they bravely come up the first week of February just when their bright shinning faces are needed the most.
This week when it began to rain I ran around taking pictures of the water falling from the sky like I was trying to save it in a bucket, because who knows how long the rain would last. Anyhow that’s how I came to have this drippy photo of our neighbor’s house. Travel Theme wanted Yellow and Daily Post suggested neighbors so I’m double dipping today or killing two birds with one stone.
One Bird not much yellow