Flower Friday...Red on White

8 a.m. this morning, and I am on my out-in-the-country drive. I saw some deer and a green heron that were too far off, some horses and sand-hills that wouldn't come out of silhouette, and a bugler waiting to play at a funeral.

I would have liked to shoot the bugler, but I try to stay away from a family's private moment.

So, instead, I play Flower Friday. Thanks to Anni (Bikerbear) for hosting.

In family news, a birthday shout out to my little brother Dave. He was born on 9-9-59, and his is usually the only sibling birthday date that I remember. Perhaps it is because it rhymes.