Some days this is as far as I can get: just outside my front door. I'll probably get some energy later, but for now this is it: That stick is my cane that fell from a tree. The concrete frog is a 45- yr-old companion who followed me from one house to another losing a foot in the transition. She's perfect just the way she is. The azaleas bloom twice a year but they don't get enough sun. Happy Halloween!