Look what's happening out on our balcony. Color! Life! We didn't have any personal outdoor space in Spokane, and now that have this tiny rectangle, it's hard not to overload it with flowers, fruits, and veggies. I made myself be reasonable and allowed just one pot of flowers.
Last night Joe and I finally hit a bike trail together. It's the first time since we've moved to Minnesota.
We meandered through the curves and small hills of the Bunker Hills Regional Park trails.
We just started when we ran into this big ol' guy hobbling down the bike path.
One woman had a small dog on a leash, and as we turned the corner, I thought she had a second dog off a leash. Turns out it was just the biggest turtle I've ever seen.
Here he is slowly making his way across the bike path, claws scraping loudly against the ground.
I love those chunky back legs. Eventually we stopped gawking and moved on.
The path took us over Bunker Hill Lake, which is really more of a wetland.
Evening is really the best time for a bike ride.