The Lamb's Ears are still soft and pretty, because the warmth of the ground has kept them green.
Inside, it's very quiet. Robin has gone out to Washington, D.C. to take an audition. I keep expecting to hear the trumpet start playing upstairs, but all is still. Mike is immersed in his painting down in the studio. He has an art show in a couple of weeks that he's preparing for.
It's all very peaceful.
If you'd like to see what others are finding this Sunday, go to The Quiet Country House.