We moved the bench from Stacey for purposes such as after-dinner fishing in glassy waters, after gravity lounges are put away.
Mambo looking gorgeous, don't you think? Taken from the deck, looking downwards.
Old Glory in all her glory, flying high.
A white pigeon, roadside, caught Joe's attention.
"Nick, Nick, you've got to see this!"
Crystal clear waters never cease to amaze. Another beauty for our rock garden?
