Here's a picture of some Queen Anne's Lace which grows in our daffodil field. With so many visitors and so much going on last weekend, I neglected to show them this and another field down by the water where my grandfather used to grow daffodils commercially.
Grandma J. may have seen it on her Gator ride with the CB Children, but she was probably too busy pulling grasshoppers from her teeth. CB Son loves to drive wide open through the tall, tall grass, causing insects of all shapes and sizes to swarm. Sometimes they get stuck in eyes, nostrils and teeth; also the back of your throat if you're screaming, fyi.
In other news, I am officially declaring this a Do Nothing Saturday. What can be more important than