i'm not really sure what purpose a grasshopper has, but when it stays still long enough for me to photograph her and she actually convinces me that she's looking right at me, i think maybe that's it. maybe they're only here to be photographed...and to fly up against our shins when we walk through the long grass causing us to be grossed out just a little.
we found an abandoned vineyard in the grassy bottoms of a wonderful little park where we walk and i have to tell you, i melted just a bit. melted, as in fell in love with these luscious wild grapes. there were rows and rows of twisted vines and old thick posts and as we walked through them, between them and around them, snapping photo after photo, i thought someday i'll have a row of grape carrying vines in my own yard...next to my llamas.
a girl can dream.
this reminds me, we need apples.
happy weekend everyone. i hope it's a beautiful one for you.