We went to visit Eugene O'Neill's house ( it was my daughter's school assignment - and a good one, I must say), and while waiting for the shuttle I noticed these shy small roses on the sidewalk. I think this is how blush color look. Anyway, I had my new camera and took pictures of everything I saw. It wasn't very clever because batteries died in the middle of our visit when most interesting part began. So I don't have pictures of O'Neill's incredibly tiny handwriting and of the holes with acorns that woodpeckers made in the old barn. Sigh.