Not All, But More From Sunday

So, when I mentioned on Sunday night that I'd been out all day, and put up one picture of a flower, I bet no one thought, "Wow, she took a picture," right? More like, "Wow, how many more pictures did she take? And will we see them all?" And the answer is, a lot, and most! Many of them are of flowers, since we were in Shelburne Falls and walked over the Bridge of Flowers, but there were a few others that I'll lead with.

Such as, a possible winner for the category of Theoretically Dubious Tourist Attraction: Glacial Potholes. No, really.

Yup. You can read more about them on the sign at the corner.

Or the sign overlooking.

They're actually quite pretty, in a peaceful, rocks sort of way. It's right off the main drag; I'm not sure I would have chosen to go way out of my way to see it, but I wasn't sorry to spend a few minutes there on a beautiful day.

Best of all, don't miss this sign:

Happily for my peace of mind, there was no "sudden release of water" while we were there.

On the way down that street, a woman came along with the tiniest little dog, which was so happy to have its picture taken, it couldn't stay still..

But I got a slightly better shot for giving you an idea of size.

I asked the woman how much the dog weighed, and she said three pounds. Apparently they were told it would get up to ten, but the vet said no, that's it.

I bought a book off the dollar rack outside the bookstore.

It was published in 1891. Check out the end papers!

A dollar. What a world. Fun reading ahead!

Now, what with the bike to be ridden and the cat requesting attention again, I'd best stop here. More on this later!