The clouds were glorious on our way home from Ohope.
Back at work, the weekend was too busy. I was exhausted.
It looks like I was alone this morning. I really wasn’t. Odd.
This building, down an alley on my way home from work, is rather a lovely shade of red.
I love this mural, a young/old man riding a bicycle.
I find the wheelbarrows full of pebbles and plants outside Molly Malone’s perplexing.
Ornate on ornate in our apartment building’s vestibule.
Stung! By a honey bee!