Pride and Joy

Time of day I can’t recall
The kind of thing that takes a toll
Over years of overtime
Over smiles and over wine
All in all, it wasn’t bad
All in all, it wasn’t good
But I still care

That’s the problem with the days
They’re never long enough to say
What it is you never said
All the books you never read
I throw myself into the wind
Hoping somebody might pick me up
And carry me again

Where are you now?
Do you let me down?
Do you make me grieve for you?
Do I make you proud?
Do you get me now?
Am I your pride and joy?

I believe this to be true
There’s nothing sacred, nothing new
No one tells you when it’s time
There are no warnings, only signs
Then you know that you’re alone
You’re not a child any more
But you’re still scared
-Brandi Carlile

Pride and Joy is one of my favorite Brandi Carlile songs. Top 5. Top 10 at the very least. Definitely Top 20. Hopefully she plays it when I go see her in Omaha… in 2023… August 21. She is playing with somebody named Pink. Not sure who that is, but if they are playing with Brandi, she will make it big someday.

But Thursdays are for flowers and I this collection of flower pictures was taken in the Discovery Garden of the Iowa State Fair on the first day of the fair.


Iowa State Fair Discovery Garden - 2022

Iowa State Fair Discovery Garden - 2022

Iowa State Fair Discovery Garden - 2022

Iowa State Fair Discovery Garden - 2022

Iowa State Fair Discovery Garden - 2022

Inferiority Complex - 2022

Inferiority Complex - 2022

Inferiority Complex - 2022

Inferiority Complex - 2022

Last Penny - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

Digging for God - 2022

If you are worried I might run out of flowers before they grow again, don’t worry, I’m not in any danger of having to run out and buy bouquets to photograph yet.

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