You know how you can see something in an antique store, and to anyone else, it’s so much garbage…
but it means something to you?
There will be more of these windows...
You know how you can see something in an antique store, and to anyone else, it’s so much garbage…
but it means something to you?
There will be more of these windows...
The photo is from this past Spring while we were visiting our daughter on the U of O campus…
But I found it today and am posting it in honor of the warm memories that day left with me.
My son has been drawing things in the style of his sometimes favorite book,
Diary of a Wimpy Kid.
This, apparently, is me. :)
There have been computer glitches, but I am ready to post my last few weeks’ worth of photos... sometime this week.
I have them all. In my Lightroom files.
I’ve just been customizing more stuff and shooting things.
Over the next couple of weeks, I will catch up from August AND share some practice sessions that I’ve lined up.
So, if you heard the crickets, they were underestimating my commitment to this project and to myself.
I’d check back tomorrow.
Mom and son morning in the park...
This grass would make an awesome bed!
The Super-Awesome Headstand...
We talked about a lot of stuff…
I’m too aware that he won’t be nine forever.
I found Bruno just like this. Honest.
He’s not allowed on the chair.
He’s NOT allowed on my freshly washed fuzzy blanket.
And we don’t allow him to read Harry Potter.
He’s too young...
Yeah. He knows he’s in trouble!
It’s just a walking kind of Summer.
Every time I think I’ve taken a photo of everything possible within the neighborhood where we walk, There will always be something new.
Seeing things differently has definitely been the over riding lesson for me in this project.
This morning, there was a burning sunrise behind a thick layer of fog.
I’m really digging the diverse weather we’ve had this Summer.
There was a belated birthday sleepover.
They are fourteen.
There was a waterballoon fight.
Gotta love it!
(in the middle of it all, she loves her brother)
Okay. This is where I need to explain that, somewhere along the way, my MO left for vacation and she took my JO with her...
Yes, my focus Mojo had (has? We’ll see...) left and I’m hoping to welcome her back with open arms, should she choose to return.
It must be my camera.
I seem to be able to do flowers okay, but faces have been elusive.
There’s much more studying to be done by ME!
Which leads me to why I have a photo of our visiting friends where his eyes are closed and I’ve cropped awkwardly. All of the other shots (and some to come) are OOF!
I still very much enjoyed the day. Miss you guys!
Somewhere within the past two weeks, we acquired Roger the tadpole. This was thanks to our church’s Summer program for kids.
Their lifespan is supposed to be a short one...
right?
Grace...
This is the day my youngest girl turns fourteen!
She’s on the left.
Her brother and our neighbor made a sidewalk chalk birthday card for her...