So, I got everything this week, although some of them are–shall we way–pushing it to fit.
Stones. Lots and lots and lots of stones. Though to be honest, I think these are more rocks than stones. Stones–to me–should be more round. Rocks are sharp. This is something completely arbitrary my brain decided.
Grey Transportation. This delighted me when I saw it.
Something else grey. My guess is that this is some kind of solar array. Michael things the tubes are full of water.
Weather. In case it wasn’t obvious, we’re not home, but in Phoenix Arizona where Michael is at a conference. No, the house isn’t empty. My mother-in-law is there.
Frivolity. Hard to get more frivolous than a train driving around a shopping mall I think.
Identity (yeah, this one is pushing it, but I was highly amused by the numbered post in the middle of nowhere.)
I’m still pushing for that nice fall weather. You know, the kind where the air is crisp and the leaves crunch under your feet as you walk.
Stones
Gray transportation
Something else gray
The Weather
Frivolity
Identity
For some reason, the “Sing HO! For the life of a bear!” keeps running through my mind. So, this week’s word is: Rabbit
So Jules wasn’t the only one who had fun at the park Saturday.
Did I instigate any of this silliness?
Maybe. But not all of it. Some happened all on its own.
To escape the insanity of the WVU-LSU game, we went to Parkersburg to visit my brother and family.
I, of course, took a ridiculous number of pictures of Jules. I also learned a lesson, which is make sure you haven’t accidentally bumped your camera and changed a setting. What I thought were going to be some of my favorite pictures didn’t turn out.
But I can’t complain, because I did get some pictures I like very much.
“If I saw (Lawrence Russell Brewer) face to face, I’d tell him I forgive him for what he did. Otherwise, I’d be like him. My mom forgave all three of them. My mom didn’t want violence anywhere.”
—Betty Boatner, sister of James Byrd Junior
“What a travesty it would be if they don’t uphold the death sentence. … It’s time for justice today. My family needs justice.”
—Joan MacPhail-Harris, widow of Mark Allen MacPhail
Why YES, I did get a new toy for my camera! How did you guess?!
The above shows Kat’s true personality.
Seriously.
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And I did really well for this set. Of course, it seems like most of ’em were multi-category in some way or another.
Shadow (This was my favorite picture)
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It’s (almost) the start of fall! (Close enough I tell you!) Huzzah! Oh, what’s that? You hate winter? Fine! That’s more for me! (If only it worked that way. I would be so willing to donate hot days to someone who wants them.)
Brown plant matter
Brown vehicle
Something else brown
Shadow
Sign
Season
I have actually been trying at least to take daily pictures. Just haven’t been posting.
Here are some how some recent mornings have looked.
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In honor of the Park of Decaying Farm Implements, today’s word is: tractor
On Route 50 in Rowlesburg, WV is Cool Spring Park. It’s an everything store with crates of fresh apples and a diner in the middle of the store. We got an iced tea and two milkshakes and our bill was under $5. It also has a park, which is… well… Let me just show you.
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Saturday, we also went to Cathedral State Park. I don’t remember ever having been there. Michael hadn’t been there since boy scouts.
Cathedral State Park is a virgin forest–sometimes it feels like it’s one of the few. Unlike much of the rest of the state, the area was never strip mined or logged, so it’s a truly old growth forest.
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with Jules!
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