Blowing Bubbles

It's not everyone that can manage to get lost less than 3 miles from their front door. But that is exactly what I did yesterday. With a buggy, hungry-poopy baby, and phone rapidly running out of charge. Fortunately we found a big hill to climb, and from there we spotted places we knew.

My husband says it's the first time I've ever walked south of our house, if it's all that ugly I may never turn in that direction again. (We've lived here about 7 years!).

Today I plan to be less adventurous - mostly due to the rain.

Art has been blowing bubbles all morning - does it mean something?