Monday, Monday, So Good To Me

The weeks roll around so fast. Mondays, however, are not the onus they once were. Ha! The sunrise wasn't great, so here is a miscellany of the day so far:

Back when we toured the Texas Hill Country and stayed at Fredricksburg, I bought this holy water font/stoup in one of the stores there. I'm not Catholic, but I could say I got it in memory of my great-great grandparents who were, and came here from Ireland. Truth is, I liked its shape and bought it to use as a garden embellishment. This year the cardinal climber has it almost completely covered. I like the hidden aspect.

The volunteer zinnias only came up in a couple of spots this year. Their cheerful pink is always welcome.

I thought there would be more color in these trees by now. You can tell how windy the day is by how the water is being pushed.

A park squirrel chose one of the lake side benches for a lunch spot.

Ah, now there's some remarkable fall color.

Facebook reminded me that today is cousin Janet's 73rd birthday. For about 3-1/2 weeks we are the same age. The picture of her (right) and my little sister, Betty, (left) is the one I posted on Jan's 70th birthday. I wonder why I wasn't in this picture, too?

"Monday, Monday, so good to me,
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be."