Frilly Daffodil

The beauty of bulbs, in my case anyway, is that I plant them, forget about them and am pleasantly delighted when they spring from the ground in all their glory....

We had some rain last night...enough to run under the French doors to the bedroom, which we usually leave open. I was up at the crack of dawn to bid adieu to Rick, wash sheets and towels and pack my bags for a mini vacation to Berkeley and a night at the Claremont Hotel.

Jim will have a mini vacation from Blake and Rudy, three legged cat, Sassy and the beautiful but somewhat brainless Delilah tonight. He is going to spend the night at our house with Ozzie....