Day Forty

Day forty? Can that be possible?

Here's my baby. Tabitha and I are out on the balcony. He was too, but he headed straight for the rosebush and snagged a leaf to munch on. When I started for him to take it back, he scooted inside, still munching. Apparently the scolding I gave him was effective, because even after I came back out, he stayed in. Mostly. His nose kept escaping all adorable-like.

(Please also note the bug carcass in the door trough. My housekeeping is somewhat lackadaisical).



Oh, and I say this every one in a while, but it bears repeating. Sometimes the details are hard to make out on these pictures. If you click on a picture, it'll take you to a bigger version that should still fit on your screen. Click on it! His nose is so cute!

Day Thirty-Nine

Last evening, I was doing a little Christmas browsing (yes, in June) on my favorite random grassy expanse.




Suddenly, I hear what sounds like cadence calls. It sounds like it's coming from just across the road at the giant movie complex. Which can't be right, can it? I peer through the trees and sure enough, there's a mass of people in matching t-shirts running purposefully as they call out. But that's kind of a random place to be running en masse. Is it a track team? There are a bunch of high schools and colleges in the area, after all. Or could it be one of the movies filming in the area? I jumped in my car and went searching.

And I found them streaming into a storefront.




What's that building they're heading into? Why, it's the:



It all makes sense now. As does the poor girl doing sprints up and down the sidewalk there, trying not to run into people. She was being TIMED.

Day Thirty-Eight

Yesterday Melissa was kind enough to send me a couple of pictures of Grace and Eowyn I'd taken with her schmancy camera while I was down there for Memorial Day. And since I spent all night last night cleaning my house, I'm going to show you these. Enjoy!

Day Thirty-Seven

Last night I had cooking experiment night. First on the agenda were kale chips. Chips made by baking kale. They turned out...okay. I like the idea, but as it turns out, cooked kale (even baked) smells a lot like cooked spinach. That's not a good thing.

I made it about halfway through the chips I'd created and they weren't bad. Very crisp and melty on the tongue. But after that halfway point, they weren't good, either. So the rest of them went into the trash. Next time I'm going to try a slightly different recipe and see if that helps.

Nonetheless, the baking process brought out some really gorgeous stained glass effects in some of the leaves. The picture doesn't do it justice.

Day Thirty-Six

A Study in Sunset Skies


Here we meet the flying elephant. Can you see him?



Over the roof of my apartment building, the very clouds were glowing.



Stunning color in my very neighborhood (I could have cropped out the lights but the picture loses something without the black trees against the clouds, I think):

Day Thirty-Five

The "Relay for Life" was held at the Cascade Library on Saturday (or a fundraiser for it, I'm not really sure; I was just there for the books). There were throngs of people, bagpipers (because when I think "cure for cancer," I think bagpipes), booths aplenty, black and tan coonhounds--and hope.

Day Thirty-Four

Beauty in the ordinary--in all things, really. That's what I love and what I seek.