Archive for December, 2010
Passing Cars, Passing Out
[Disclaimer #1: I have no idea what she's doing with her hands in that photo. That all by itself should put the fear of God in any of you, should you ever decide to road trip with this woman.] [Disclaimer #2: I mean, seriously what in the HELL is she doing?!"] Tell me if you’ve ever driven cross-country to visit
The Farm – Part II
I really do like that photograph. Here are a few more from our Thanksgiving stay… Yet another corner of the expansive place. Couldn’t tell you exactly where this is. Cute Redhead could though. Alright, I admit it…the filter on this photograph makes it look a little like something out of Willy Wonka. Sue me. “Auntie Em!” (ha ha could resist).
The Farm – Part I
Way down south in the land of cotton… …there’s this farm. And this farm has been in Cute Redhead’s family for well over a hundred years. In fact, her father and her aunt were born and raised on it. So when Thanksgiving saw us on the road and on our way, I had plans to capture some of the scenery
O Tree
Here’s how you get that face right up there: If you start with one fourteen-year old boy who tries for all the world to Be Cool, yet now and then breaches the recalcitrant layers with the Little Lunatic You Remember… …and add one younger Beta Male and all his culinary misgivings about the perfect S’more… …plus one Little Miss Everything,
Forgive Me
I hate to do this to you…but, well…it’s Christmastime and I don’t see why we get to be all merry-merry about some things but hold off on others. And since Constraint and Restraint are swear words in my house, share the wealth I say! I mean, what with the running around, the buying, the lists, the budgets, the What’sABudget?, the
