I have no desire to own a smart phone, but I sometimes (often) get a little jealous of people's Instagram pictures.
I just like them. (Along with millions of Americans who made the app go viral.) (So I'm not that original. Oh well.) It's like instant pseudo-artsiness, which, as we all know, is what I strive for.
I'm just waiting for the day when someone figures out how to put Instagram on my poor little not-at-all-smart lawn-mowered phone. Just let me know.
P.S. My day, which has already consisted of a Crozet lunch with eight lovelies, is about to involve Bride & Prejudice, making some banana bread, and art galleries. Perfect Friday? Probably.