An Excellent Day

Bright and clear and in the seventies--my favorite sort of day. And since it was Mother's Day, I gave myself permission to idle about: a little painting, some reading, a visit to the flowers and a quiet spell by the fish pool.(Who am I kidding? I give myself permission for this sort of day a lot.)
But I didn't even have to think about dinner as Justin and Claui and Josie were coming up to make shrimp and grits.

The Siberian Iris are blooming like mad.

                                                            
Bailey checked out the pond. 

A pale blue dragonfly watched. 

And there were many tadpoles.