Me, in a Nutshell ... or, on the Halfshell

I have begun my spring cleaning. (Better late than never, I say.)

In the midst of tossing out various stuff in my bedroom, I notice a shoebox. Hmmm, those shoes are in the car, I remember, so I decide to go get the shoes so I can put them in their box and stow it in the closet.

Before I go to the car, I think, Hmmm, might as well water the flowers/plants while I am outside. As I am filling up the water jugs, I notice some shears amongst some other kitchen gadgets, and I decide, Hmmm, I should trim the dead blooms off the geraniums, too.

I water the plants and trim the blooms and then, as I am looking over the habanero plants (NOT habañero plants, which I have mistakenly been writing!), I notice what I believe to be a baby praying mantis or maybe a grasshopper (guess I need me a bug handbook, too, Lone Pine people!) Then, naturally, I have to run inside and see if I can get a few shots of him ... or her ... or whatever.

: )

I carry my camera, shears and water jugs back inside. After I am inside for a few minutes, I ask myself, What did I go outside for, anyway?

I realize that my shoes are still in the car.

On my way out the door, I think, Hmmm, might as well take out this bag of garbage, too.

: )