Yellow is for more than flowers, but...

A lonely columbine finds a shaft of sunlight under a canopy of weeds and Nanking cherries in our back-to-nature back yard.

A huge "flower arrangement" on a cruise ship buffet table. I recognized cherry tomatoes, radishes, strawberries, etc., but not the big yellow flowers.

I ordered "fish soup" at Rosita's in San Felipe and got this healthy stew containing so many large pieces of fish I had to share some with a hungry kitty (unseen here) outside the window. Don't try this in a restaurant at home.

Miami Heat basketball team 2007. Don't ask me who they played. Don't ask me who won. I was there for rest and relaxation.

I couldn't resist two flower pictures for Mellow Yellow Monday: one of a flower that grew despite my neglect and my lack of a green thumb; and another of flowers I couldn't make if I spent the rest of my life trying. The huge yellow "floral arrangement" was created by the talented kitchen staff on the Carnival Imagination. I have been attempting ever since our cruise in 2005 to figure out what kind of vegetable (couldn't be fruit?) they used to concoct these flowers. Surely it can't be rutabaga? Of course not.

I may never know.

The third picture is of the unfittie, shown here at Rosita's, one of my family's favorite restaurants in the Baja shrimp-fishing village of San Felipe. It was a shrimp-fishing village when my parents and youngest brother started spending winters there in the early 1970s, anyway. Quiet little San Felipe is now a tourist town, with big chain hotels, condos, real estate developments, and golf courses of all things, there in the dry Mexican desert.

Makes me shake my head.

The final picture was taken at a Miami Heat game in 2007. We were on our way to Costa Rica for a tour with Wild Planet Adventures. However, I refused to fly to Miami, change planes, and fly to San Jose, Costa Rica all in one long day.

So we stopped in Miami for two nights. The first night I just rested, but on the second evening I felt up to going to a basketball game with Dick. Therefore, when we left on the second leg of our trip the next day, I wasn't exhausted, sore, grumpy and making my husband's life a misery.

This is one of my most useful (I think) tips for unfitties who travel: don't try to do it all in one day.

Photos by Richard Schear and Kay Davies.

See yellow pictures by people more mellow than the unfittie at http://mellowyellowmonday.blogspot.com/