The lead photo was taken on Monday afternoon when Susan and I were walking around taking the last photos of the houses before their demolition. Susan took a wonderful photo of the same flowers from inside the room. There was a 1980 calendar laying next to the vase that she got in her photo. They’re all just memories now — a lifetime for me, 30 years for Laurie, only this century for Susan, but we bothered to record it, and took the time to watch as the layers of time were peeled back and demolished, unfolding for our imaginations the history of the houses and the land.
The photo of the clouds reflecting in our glass top table is our current view from the deck without the roof top and antennas in the background. Now we are going to explore the possibility of getting the power moved, so we can take down the power pole. Taboo poked a cane through the trumpet vine and akebia, and I found the Preying Mantis on the little chiminea when I was out cutting back the black bamboo at sunrise.
Off Center & Not Even 
I *love* your photo of those flowers, and would ever have guessed they were the same???
What a fascinating image of the clouds in the table.
We got a nice shower this afternoon, and I was wondering if rain were hitting the old buried land over at your place, for the first time in many, many years. I’m processing some photos now (it will be a long process!), and enjoying reliving every moment of this past week while doing it!
No rain today, but we got a major downpour that filled the wheelbarrow on Thursday evening. So the soil that hadn’t seen light of day or rain for about 100 years or so got a good soaking.