Sunday's outing

Endymion (extract)

by John Keats

Book I

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases, it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits.

(the algae-covered pond--very cool looking)

Spent the afternoon at supposedly the largest collection of rhododendrons in the US.    It is a gorgeous site, however my visit was marred by my fellow guest who talked NONSTOP for three hours.  It actually was more impressive than annoying.  I look forward to returned alone or with people with whom I enjoy spending the afternoon!

Okay, maybe these aren't a 'joy for ever', but I grew up around here and think tadpole eggs are very cool.  Besides the rhodies weren't blooming yet.

Yup, more frog eggs.

Blurred wee 'shrooms.

The courtyard of the Weyerheuser headquarters--love the green roof.