My last walk of September was, as you may recall, taken in Wyoming. Our annual elk hunting trip hit the Cowboy State this year, thanks to careful planning and the luck of the draw. I’ll touch more on our 2 week adventure later this week but for now I’d like to share the photos I…
Substitute. Substitute is a word I can not spell. It is one of those words I can barely get close enough to spelling correctly that my computer is able to decipher my meaning. But that is neither here nor there. As you read this I will be a good 30 miles from internet connections, cell phone service or…
Another Wednesday I found myself in town, all these Wednesdays in town are self-inflicted but still. I’ll be glad when I get back to my old ‘free as a bird, without a care in the world, taking leisurely photo-capturing stroll’ Wednesdays. Soon, my friends, very soon. Maybe. Anyway, while the childrens were all in church…
One of the prettiest drives in my part of the world lies on Highway 21 between Alto and Nacogdoches, Texas. One of the reasons is this little, old church. When I drive past it in the early morning hours, the sunrise shines through the windows, filling the entire building with a golden, seamless, glow. It…
There are fish nets and there are fishnets. One, a shady lady dons upon her thighs every weekend trying to catch a man or three, another type attempts to catch fish which you can cook and consume. There could be some debate on which type of net is more successful. Or more cost effective. However, I…
I have missed my blog and all my blogosphere friends these past couple of months, I hope to get back in the groove soon but only time will tell. Losing Stripe-Stripe was rough and today my darling cat, Agent Orange, has turned up missing. And he never misses breakfast. Never. Life in the country is rough…
Joy is simple and can be found in many different things. Children find joy without effort. Or maybe, joy finds them. Addie wanted to see the beach. This picture captures her first trip into the ocean. Hands held high, feet hovering over the water, completely airborne. Joyful. I hope you find joy in something today.…
As a chicken who loves to travel I’ve been woefully coop-bound the last few years. Other than our annual elk hunting trip and a few weekend getaways I’ve not gone much of anywhere. This year I’m attempting to make up for it! The sweet lady I work for had a family reunion in D.C. last…
When I was growing up there was only 1 real way to have your photograph taken while on vacation. Ask a nearby, fellow tourist to take up your film bearing device and snap a shot. If you were lucky it would turn out halfway decent. A bit later in life, there came along the timer…
I am known as a chicken who likes to fly the coop every so often, so when I had the chance to visit Austin for the weekend I jumped at the opportunity. It wasn’t a traditional funky, weird Austin style get-away but fun just the same. I played creeper in the night by taking pictures…
The Wicked Chicken 