Fashionable Family Friday: Ready to Roll
If I didn’t know better, I’d think I was patiently waiting for the bus.
Attention Grabber
I don’t know the story behind this car, but it has a permanent spot in front of some shops in Woodstock, GA. While locals walked past without a second glance, the rest of us were gawking at its accoutrements.
Making My Own Eclipse
With such a bright sunny day, it’s hard not to have a little fun with the shadows in NOLA.
Fashionable Family Friday: Scrub-a-Dub-Dub
Too much soaking makes you wrinkly. It was time to get out.
If the Shoe Fits…
Our dear nephew F is well over six feet tall and wears a size fifteen shoe. His one request during a recent visit was to stop by Friedman’s, a shoe store in Atlanta that caters to big feet. I’ve never been to this shop before, but I found it fascinating. It’s an old-fashioned, three-story building, very unpretentious, with some of the nicest and most knowledgeable salespeople in town.
A Sign of Things to Come
While at work last week, I unexpectedly came upon this humongous pumpkin growing in one of the preschool learning gardens. I was quite impressed with the kids’ handiwork. What a beauty!
Fashionable Family Friday: Off With Her Head!
Someone’s head was usually missing when Mom and Dad took family photos. Glad it wasn’t mine.
March of the Mushrooms
A couple of weeks ago, after several days of steady rains, we were surprised to encounter an invasion of fungi in our yard. The colors were unlike any I had seen before, and the morning light really showed off their prickly textures.
Shadows of the Eclipse
I did not realize that one of the side-effects of today’s eclipse would be these dramatic crescent moon shadows filtering through our trees. H captured this image on our driveway (note the lonely leaf) while collecting the afternoon mail. It looks like a miniature lunar landscape.
Fashionable Family Friday: Finger-Lickin’ Good
It’s a bit difficult to see, but I am holding a chicken leg wrapped in a paper towel. That seems like a good workaround, since it’s obvious that I can’t reach the lunch counter… and the wrapping will keep my hands clean.
Tree Fishing 