Two Red Doors

Do you know how sometimes you have something to say, but no pictures to go along with it? And sometimes, you have nothing to say at all, but somehow feel that you should? Well, that is me. One of them is anyway, not sure which one. So, I did what any one who is me would do. I wandered around my yard, looking for something lovely. Also, I carried my bag of knitting projects with me. I just did, ok? 

I found this. 

And also this.

They are lovely, and have lovely names. I love the name of flowers: Daylily, Fuschia, Sweet Woodruff. We like to list them together like a litany, or literary bouquet.

I am glad it is the weekend.