Did you know that Queen Anne's Lace is a member of the carrot family? I know, me neither, but I looked it up today. How weird is that? That old ironstone pitcher is a particular favorite; thrift shopped for my birthday by my friend Nancy, who always knows what I will love.
So, my kind of day. I had breakfast at Starbucks with my sis. Two days post surgery and I was able to ride my bike about 6 or 7 miles. My bike and I are inseparable this time of year.
Queen Anne's lace is definitely a wonderful llustration of that old adage, "bloom where you're planted." These particular lacey blooms were growing on Harper Avenue next to the CSX tracks when I picked them. Or braced my legs and yanked hard on them. They are tenancious.
I like the marina and view of Norfolk's harbor at the end of Harper, but the area where these flowers were growing was pretty desolate. Or was desolate until these flowers moved in.