I emptied the book drop, checked in books and shelved everything within an hour. By the time I left, it had started to rain. It's been warm and rainy all week.
This is the last outpost before heading into Stickville. You can tell by the sign. Who else sells #50 bags of potatoes and advertises? I never shop here though. I stopped once to pick up stuff for a salad. They only carry iceberg lettuce.

Heading down my street (and oh, I use that term loosely), where all cell phone coverage disappears.

My own little piece of paradise! (Which could be better only with cell phone coverage.)

We headed up to Roanoke to meet a large church group for a picnic. The weather held out for several hours, and when it started sprinkling, a lot of die hards remained.

Uh, that would not be me.
Trevor was waaaaay off with friends, hanging out (and dry!) in the playground tubes. Robert got drenched looking for him though. :)
The rain stopped later at home and we bird watched. I am usually too fidgety to sit still for this, but when I can, it's so relaxing.
I enjoy learning the traits of different birds; some will sit in a nearby branch, others will have predictable flying patterns back and forth from the feeders.
Our Birds of Virginia Field Guide is well used.
I don't feel like my Memorial Day post is a week late. Memorial Day was just a week early this year.