Saturday, July 9, 2011

Guests for breakfast

 Sometimes, I have guests for breakfast. They watch me eat my scone and drink my latte. They are very quiet, and do not disturb the calm of the morning.
However, they usually decide that they prefer grass (or my fuschia bush, or some fresh blueberries) for breakfast, and so they wander away and leave me to my solitary breakfast.


  1. My favorite kind of portrait is framed by a windowsill. How beautiful. We often sup with deer at my parents house but they have porches and patios surrounding the house so they are never as close as yours. I LOVE Oregon!

    Blessings, Debbie

  2. It was fun to watch them, until they wandered off in to the blueberries to finish their breakfast! No eating the cash crops fellows! I also LOVE Oregon! It is a beautiful place to live, and the weather suits me just fine. That and the fact that there are no ticks, chiggers, and poisonous snakes in the Valley!