Message Received
As rain dripped down my office window this morning, I noticed this guy staring woefully at me from my bulletin board. Grumpy, I sighed. Oh, dude. I’m so with you. Then I noticed a study in contrasts directly above him. Oh, Buddha-dude. You make me laugh in spite of myself. Then I looked more closely at my droopy…
That is all.
Apparently Murphy has turned the decorative basket on my dining room table into his hammock. It’s a mystery.
Let’s try this again, shall we?
Okay, so last night my 5k training hit a bit of a snag. Actually, it was more like hitting a wall. A 91-degree wall. You know, it’s hard to run through a wall. But I sure tried. Eventually I became sick, overheated, and completely discouraged — I couldn’t even finish the run. It was awful….
Along the Way
Is this truck/bus-thing boss or what? You should see the back. It has a painting of American Gothic on the emergency exit door. I have no idea what is the point or purpose of this vehicle — a tribute to the Grateful Dead? Day of the Dead party bus? Doesn’t matter. I really don’t care….
I’m good with it.
This was the scene just under a block from our downtown. A wild turkey and a chicken family wandering down the sidewalk. Funniest. Thing. Ever. Our little town is quirky, but this is weird even for us. This was a highlight from an altogether goofy evening earlier this week. With the close of Tanner’s high…
Pretty Little Things
The risk of me going for runs near our downtown can be summed up in the above photo. Too many distractions. Our home town is sweet, quaint and filled with photo opportunities. I was quite proud that I only stopped twice on my last long run. Above was during my warm up; below was during…
And there you have it.
My baby. My graduate. My soon-to-be college student. Pictured: my brother-in-law Keith, me (omigosh, I’m actually on the other side of a camera), my sister Robyn, Dad, Mom, Tanner and Drew. You know, I wish I had some words of wisdom to extend to my last high school graduate, but I don’t know what it…
Jacob and the Guitar Man
Grab tissue. (Mom, especially you.) Blind, autistic little boy + a guitar player with the kindest of souls = the sweetest connection. I love that he never misses a beat. Read the accompanying article here for quotes from the guitar player and Jacob’s family. This will be my favorite part of today.
Wow. Just Wow.
Some scenes from Tanner’s last few weeks of high school tennis. Conference singles champion. District singles champion. Sectional singles champion. Now he’s headed to the state championships for the fourth time in four years. What a stunning accomplishment. Wow, that’s my kid. I find myself saying that a lot lately. About both of my kids….
Going to the Zoo
My kids might both be adults now, but they’re never too old to celebrate with their mom on Mother’s Day at the zoo. Okay, “celebrate” probably isn’t the right word. How ’bout: They’re never too old to humor their mom on Mother’s Day at the zoo. I’ve been so anxious to pet the stingrays at…
Not Ready for This
Tanner’s spring orchestra concert was Monday. The last of his high school career. One of many “lasts” happening in our house this month. Then… Tuesday & Wednesday – he played in his last tennis team district championship. Thursday & Friday – he played his last individual district championship (he won!). Followed by… Next week: his…
Expanding My View
For the past few years, photography has been my hobby and one of my greatest passions. It’s also been a very solitary activity. I’ve upgraded cameras, researched, self-instructed, practiced, practiced, and practiced some more. I’ve also filled up a computer with digital photo files seldom seen by anyone beyond, well, me. I’ve placed a number…
The Child Had Two Settings
On. Off. Those were the settings. This photo represents off. This little fella was a live wire when I first arrived at my airport gate. Toddling around, clamping his hand open and closed in a perpetual wave with an “Aye!” for everyone. A few minutes later, he was out cold. It’s like he was a…
Bulldog Beauty
Meet Tyson. Winner of the 33rd annual Drake Relay’s Most Beautiful Bulldog Contest. He is also the headline of THE best news story of this week. In my mind, anyway. Photo source for all photos here. You can also find the dogs’ names and background. Including background on ol’ Pork Chop, here. Chin up, baby….
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