Blue heart

Window heart

Sometimes I scan my surroundings and continue walking, then my brain jogs me to go back for something I passed. That happened with this window…because of the heart. I went back for a blue heart.

Hosta drippy

And, yes, rain overnight, and high humidity all day. Happy hostas.

One comment

  1. Pooh says:

    I didn’t notice the blue heart at first, b/c I was noticing the stained glass. In the tradition of Frank Lloyd Wright, maybe?