Contemplation

Easter started out drizzly and lazy this morning with Rusty contemplating getting up and barking at the birds in the backyard and Maya thinking profoundly about darting through the wet grass for some reason only known to her.  As for me, I contemplated whether I should let the perfumed aroma of the Madame Alfred Carrier Climbing Rose coax me into taking photos before my second cup of coffee. 

But we couldn't hang out in the backyard all day, one of us had to play golf and take photos of the bluebonnets along the way.