
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, galloping through the sward,
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore, and his horse Concorde.
He steals from the rich, he gives to the poor,
Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore.
With apologies to Monty Python, I present Mary Anne’s recently-purchased dream plant: a lupin that blooms in the colors of her alma mater, the University of Washington.
Bonus
A rather nice sunset here in Allens Cove.
