I'm a posting fool

maybe my luck with photos will hold. here are some of my son in the gorgeous weather we had last week, and also a few the I took of some beautiful colored plastic boxes in the sunlight. I had a delicious afternoon of listening to Bella Tuscany on CD, by Francis Mayes, imagining myself at the villa, feeling the warm breeze through my window and just playing with the way light passed through my boxes. The neighborhood was unnaturally quiet for that time of the day; usually there are the Louds out playing espionage in their front yard with a piercing-shriek-dog tied to the porch, but mercifully they went elsewhere.