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[23 Feb 2009 | No Comment | ]
Surely, this is Enough Water

Once again, California is experiencing a drought. I know we need the water, but I would really rather it not rain. The water is wet, cold, and it makes mud. On the other hand, it makes for great picture taking. Under all of this water (a good ten feet) is where we normally sit on the banks with our feet dangling, during the cooler months, and also swim during the warmer months, in our creek.
Despite expected heavy and continuous rain for the next few days, it’s gonna be another …

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[10 Feb 2009 | No Comment | ]
What Differentiates You?

We recently spent a few days in Las Vegas. Since, what happens there, stays there, this is all I am able to share. Las Vegas was just like home in that it had a Starbucks and two of my favorites a Panda Express and a Whole Foods. I know “Vegas” is known for gambling, but I had to laugh at the opportunity to do so in the grocery store. I can see my grocery list now, “…eggs, apples, toilet paper, play a few quarters…”
Sometimes the difference between you and another …

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[9 Feb 2009 | No Comment | ]
If Only Their Brains Matched Their Beauty

This is a beautiful feather that came off of a beautiful bird; the peacock. They stroll across our yard daily with a sense of purpose and also show some caution by trotting away quickly when we get too close to them. On the other hand, they poop on our patio, and will stand for hours (if we let them) pounding at the glass on our French doors at their reflection until their faces are a bloody pulp. They think they are getting the better of the other bird who they …

behind the lens, parenting »

[20 Aug 2008 | No Comment | ]

My children got the camera yesterday and decided to take some pictures. Yes, they did ask before they got it. I said yes and started thinking of what pictures were on there that they could damage. I also was preoccupied at the moment, so “yes,” was the easiest answer without having to face unending questions of “why, why, why.” I mean really. How many buttons could they turn that would cause me to have to read the manual (wherever that is). I figured, it’s like a computer? You can always …