My oldest went to a sweet sixteen party tonight, so the rest of us decided to have a night out too. My husband and I love bowling and we haven't been in such a long time; I can't even remember for sure when the last time was. My middle child got to bowl for the first time, and he had a blast. My youngest wanted to bowl too, but she is just too little to hold the ball. The sweet little thing.
I couldn't resist. Had to put big brother's nerd glasses on him and take a picture. It was too cute.
I was a little bored, so I took a picture of my fabulous new bookbag/purse thingy that I got from Target and am using as a computer bag. Weeeee.
Digital Field Guide: page 88
I don't know why. Just go with it.
There are so many things that I love to do. I love to take pictures. I love to read. I love to listen to music. I love to play music. I love to sing. I love to cook. I love to take long drives. The list goes on.
Okay. So there's nothing really exciting about this picture.
I can't wait to do my next canvas. I already know what I plan to do, and even have plans for others as well. I'll see if I can get my materials gathered (or at least START gathering them) next week. In the meantime, looking at this one has made me very happy.
Here's a gorgeous old car whose makeover is now finished. What a beauty she is.
There's been quite an influx of older vehicles at my husband's job. Interesting fodder for me.
We have a month left of school, and it's hitting me hard realizing just how fast the year has passed. Seeing how much bigger my daughter has gotten is what made me notice. It's bittersweet. In some ways the past school year has been rather difficult, but, on the other hand, there have also been many precious moments like this.
This came out a little darker than I wanted, but I was still glad I was able to get the detail. Besides, the sun had pretty much set. I don't think that helped.
My sweet husband hates having his picture taken. Hates it. Totally. It makes him very uncomfortable. I had to do a lot of work to convince him that this one was really not that bad. I don't think I was successful.
Saw this truck at my husband's work. It's a truck that is going to be getting a makeover. Repainted and all of that. I think it looks pretty cool just the way it is. But that's just me.
I'm just going to let these lovely flowers speak for themselves. They don't need my words.
I think I may do a short series this week. Because I'm sprung.
I cannot begin to tell you how many photos I have taken of trees and flowers and blossoms and such since Spring started. It is just impossible to resist. It's all so pretty.
My husband's work is located not too far from an airport I guess, because I see planes going and coming every time I am over there. I have gotten several shots of planes while sitting in the parking lot, and they always look cool. My father liked taking pictures of planes too, whether they were taking off or landing or parked. I totally see why.
What is it about water towers that fascinates me? I can't really say, but they do fascinate me. They always have. I always have these random thoughts or questions run through my mind, like what if the tower broke? How far/fast would everyone have to drive/run to get away from the impending deluge of water, not to mention debris?
This is a delightful little wreath that a good friend of mine made for me. It is so sweet, and looks lovely in my kitchen window. So, yay.
Indeed, I think my obsession with signs is getting out of hand.
Resurrection Day.
So, if you haven't tried the Dark Cherry Mocha Frappucino at Starbucks, it's really good.
I went trail-walking with some friends this morning at a beautiful park in Canton, Georgia. I had never been to this park, nor had I even paid attention to the sign. For all intents and purposes, I didn't know it existed. It was gorgeous. 
