Monday, May 11, 2009

Day Thirteen

First birthday for the twins!

Generosity was great...perhaps TOO great.



And a good time was had by all.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Day Twelve

Dedicated to my cousin Jen: she started this insanity and she loves dandelions. Enjoy this random rural scene in the middle of Grand Rapids, Jen! (Taken from my car window on the way by, so forgive the slight out of focus).


Thursday, May 7, 2009

Day Eleven

So there's the bluebird of happiness, right? Maybe all colors of bird should have muse designations.

I give you the yellow bird of harmony!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Day Ten

This is a warning for those of you who don't like feet: today's post contains shots of toes. I include here a buffer photo to save you from being blindsided by their presence.



I realized last night that I was extremely restless and rather twitchy. When I tried to pinpoint what would make me feel better, I discovered I wanted to stretch out in the newly greened grass and just dig my fingers and toes in down to the soil and stare up at the clouds. (See above).

And so, my feet. Barefoot and grass-stained, just as God intended. (Also rather carelessly displayed--someday I should probably get an actual pedicure). It felt wonderful.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Day Nine

Sorry for the late in the day update. I was sick this morning. But I'm better now and I have actual pictures from today! I'm also sorry about the constant series of pictures. I have trouble with decisions. :)

My balcony garden has begun.



Buddhagator picked up a hitchhiker here. (Click on it to zoom in and see it better. Actually, you can do that with any of the pictures here).



And, finally, Mr. Hamlet wishing he could come out on the balcony and hang out. If I ever manage to get rid of the yellow jackets who live there, we'll talk.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Day Eight

Holy cow, I'm on day eight!

Pardon me as I post a few shots from our recent botanical gardens trip.





Day Seven

During my first photography class in college, I inadvertantly started a tradition of having at least one shot in a graveyard on every roll of film. Things haven't changed much since--except the "film" part of the equation, of course.