So Mojo, despite her heartless demeanor and misanthropic outlook, nonetheless likes her pwetty fwowers. Probably because they don't talk back, as I've probably joked before. Anyway, the mountain laurel have been very pretty this past week, so yesterday I risked life and limb and went out in the back yard to take pictures of some of the random wild bushes blooming around the property.
(I took other pictures, too, when I walked down to the lake the other day, but that was using my crappy camera phone. In the bright sunlight all the flowers got burned out to a white blob. I am hoping that will not be the case when my NEW DROID INCREDIBLE theoretically arrives later today. We Shall See.) More Mojo!>>