Happy Father's Day

Yes, it WAS. Thank you all for your kind words and encouragement. The Husband appreciates it SO much and so do I!

Now, on to fun. I got the new Wensleydale photographed nicely...the Deep Sea. Here it is.
Kind of a blue/green funnelcake!

We had a productive morning today...it is amazing what the fear of the unknown will do for peeling one's eyes and helping you to see what is REALLY IMPORTANT, like sweeping the driveway and vacuuming the house and cleaning the kitchen and and and, all before 10. We were on fire, baby. I just told The Husband that no matter what, we were going to have to get organized (it gets a little chaotic around shows, with packing and unpacking and production and so the house was a P I T.) Having The Daughter and Son-in-law come down to go to an A's Game was the perfect incentive...de-Pit-ify, and FAST. Here is The Daughter. She is 16 weeks along now...

Oh, and here is...Tah Dah, The famous Grandfetus!
AKA The Pooch. Yup...really silly, I know, but that is OUR little pooch...number one grand baby, gender still unknown. :o)

The weather held out for us at the game and we had the best time cheering and hollering and generally blowing off steam, under the guise of rooting for the home team. Now that the food vendor guys wear the day-glo green shirts, they are easy to keep track of, much to the joy of The Daughter. She is narrow but was hunting down the Malt Guy...making certain that she tracked him and tracked him until he was in shouting distance. Not me...I found the Chip-wich guy. (an ice cream sandwich with chocolate chip cookies on the outside...naughty business! YUM) Yup, caution to the wind, baby.

Back at home, The Thundering Herd did very nicely, unsupervised for the hours that we were gone, which gave me hope for show days next month. Little Tankie-poo is holding his water. Hooray!

I leave you with two California Natives (other than The Husband and Me) in our garden.
Our scruffy little State Flower, The California Poppy.

And...

the stately Matilija Poppy...flowers like fried eggs, over 5 feet tall. I love love love them.

Comments

[Helle From Denmark]

Yummy.....nice color.....! That will spin up very beautiful!!:-)

He...i think your daughter will get a girl....just a feeling....by the look of her!:-)

And such beautiful flowers....the BIIIG white one....wauw....!! But the other one.......try to take a Cloooose look at the colors in it...and feel the inspiration dear!*Giggle*

[CarolineF]

Mmm, Chipwiches. When I first moved to this area and worked in downtown DC 20 some years ago, they were sold from carts on the streetcorners. Needless to say I went outside at lunch a lot... Now they seem to be only found in the ice cream freezer at the 7-11.

[Lisa S]

Wow is right, Helle. I didn't capture the bright yellow center of this flower but it is spectacular. (I can see it out of my bedroom window)I first saw these huge poppy plants at the University of California Botanical Gardens and fell in love right away. What a statement they make! The are a little hard to get started but now I am getting morestalks that are close to 6 feet tall. The California Poppies are sweet little orange treasures that dot the landscape as wild flowers, around the state. I planted one or two a few years ago and now they just turn up in odd places. I let them grow where they wish, even if it is in the middle of an unusual place. They suit my penchant for orange and compliment my other favorite flower color...purple.

Caroline! The Chipwich was good but here in the SF area, there is a treat that is still being made and sold a few places. It started out at the long ago demolished Playland at the Beach in SF...an ice cream sandwich called "It's It". Yeah funny name but great stuff. Soft oatmeal cookies (lots of texture) and fabulous French Vanilla ice cream. It was the reason to go freeze at the SF beach as a kid (summer in SF is NOT warm, especially at the ocean side), well, other than Laughing Sal at the Fun House...

[Helle From Denmark]

Then you just go to your dye room, and create more lovely yarn/rovings!! Remember.......your Danish Muse will push you, whenever she can....or being asked to do so...!!:-))) See.....you don't even need a lamp to make wishes...your wish is my command!*Grin*