Over the River and To The Woods
It's Friday morning and I'm packing up sandwiches, water, and enough warm clothes to get through a 50 degree weekend in a lodge far, far away.
Memories of summer
Summers now are a chance for me to watch my sons run through the sprinkler, the bees buzzing around my herb garden and the dogs chasing squirrels on the powerline above our fence.
More Than An Inch Worm
Bastian found this caterpillar creeping along the ground and raised the call for most of camp to come and exclaim how large it was. The little guy was as big as one of Mike's fingers! Unfortunately, I couldn't get Bastian to wiggle a toe closer for size comparison. You'll have to trust me -it was HUGE!
A Feast For Flies
We went camping last summer at this pagan friendly/nudist friendly campground waaaaay out in the boonies of southern Indiana. These little guys had a feast left behind on one of our folding canvas camp tables. I just liked the lines in this one -and the detail.
365 pictures: Day One
Okay, I've done pretty well so far with the posting regularly. Let's see if we can do this 365 days of pictures thing. I'll post one a day for 365…
It isn’t just the heat…
It's tough being a broke adult, after all the places I got to visit with my parents as a kid. Maybe it was because I was an only child -or because both my parents were fairly good at keeping their finances in order. Unfortunately, neither of them ever took the time to sit me down and explain it to me.