While we had Thanksgiving dinner, a bird of a different feather watched us from Cuz-M and Cuz-P's back yard.
I wandered around taking photos of the paving stones Cuz-P makes, and the flowers in their yard.
I love the way their white washed fence sets off the roses!
The person who gave them the cutting that these shamrocks grew from says he brought it over from Ireland himself. I didn't realize that it had blossoms.
One of many blooms on this shrub.
Yellow!
After a long day of making us feel at home, Le Roi is bushed. Fuzzy photo because I didn't want to use the flash.
Hydra naps. As it turns out he was at the beginning of a weekend long illness. Let's just say he didn't keep his Thanksgiving dinner very long.
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