He loves me...
I live in Central Oregon, and the best part of that for me is that we have WAY more sunshine and blue skies in any given year than most of the rest of the Northwest. This year, however, this has been little more than a rumor or a fading legend.
It is nearly June and I have yet to see clear skies this week.
This is a shot resulting from the excitement I felt today as I saw an honest to goodness shadow. A shadow means sun, no?
Camera on, framed, metered (no… don’t go!), focused, and…
If you squint and use your imagination, you’ll see the tail end of it. It’s a shadow of the bottom of the porch spindles… see?
That’s all there ever was on this day. Maybe tomorrow.
Mother’s Day, Redeux.. .
Actually, I’ve been wanting to share more of my gifts since the one from my son showed up on Day 127 (I believe).
Mother’s Day has been muddled for me ever since my oldest was born in May. Ten years later, plus one day, her little brother was born. Their sister is precisely in the middle- five years from either end. This compliant one, however, was born in July, which doesn’t bump up against any other family event. But, just to be fair, we’ve moved two times on her birthday week. I know. Kinda smells like getting even, doesn’t it?
Back to Mother’s Day...
I believe that Mother’s Day, more than a day for me to kick back and be waited on, is a day for me to reflect on these blessings that are my children. They are my greatest Earthly treasure, and, yet, not mine at all. I’ve given them to God.
My youngest daughter knows how I love her artistic heart and I treasure this card she colored for me. The flip flop keychain is no small deal, either. I had “oohed” over it at Old Navy one day. She remembered and went back to get me one. I love the colors. I love her.
My oldest, as a complete surprise (since she’s in her Freshman year in college) bought a book for me that I had been wanting for years. It came in a beautiful bag. We met her at school for her birthday, and she completely floored me with her thoughtfulness. Love her, too.
No one in my family likes anything on their pizza except for meat and cheese.
Tonight, I sliced veggies and added them to “my quarter”while talking to my daughter online.
We debated olives for awhile, and then my battery died.
I didn’t exactly nail the shot, but it was a fun evening…
and the pizza was delicious!
There was an event at Hayward as we dropped our daughter off at her dorm.
Ashton Eaton was there- I heard his name called for an event. I’ve met his mom…
See anything you like?
Our white Camry was feeling very honored (and a bit intimidated)
to be in the very presence of this lovely machine!
If I’m being honest, and I don’t want to be anything but, these next several posts are going to represent the days while running around, celebrating two birthdays, Mother’s Day, and the loss of my mom.
All were taken in the “time frame”, but some days I shot a lot and some days not at all.
That’s okay, because, when I took on this project, I told myself I’d do it my way and I’m not going to quit over a technicality, such as twenty-four hour slots.
I hope this won’t offend the sensibilities of those who are sticklers on this matter. My apologies…
I came home from work, and this was on the door.
He made it for Mother’s Day, but he “couldn’t wait”.
I love the things he wrote about me...
Some days hold the best surprises!
I’m working on getting myself into good shape
(I know, round IS a shape, but not the shape I most want to resemble)
These jeans are ones I hope to be wearing when Fall comes.
I think they’re fun. Anyway, I’ve just been thinking about it today… A lot.