|Comfrey ready to bloom.|
|Thyme peeking through its own bramble from winter.|
|Ah, Purple Sage!|
|Lemon balm, of course.|
|An extended mound of rocks I think might|
be part of a ley line in my front yard.
A future dowsing project.
|The mountain in the west.|
|My favorite wooded area with wild blueberries.|
|Just a little random self-portrait.|
|A small ridge.|
|Such a treat to find these, but I can't seem|
to identify them.