GRANDMA DATE

I try to take Alex & Emma on a "Grandma Date" at least once every other week.  We like to explore and grandma likes to take photo's (they're my best models, ever!)  There's always hamburgers and fries included at some point. Oh ... and Emma always reminds me to not forget ICE CREAM ... it's her fav thing, ever!!  We sit on the lawn at the ice cream store and play a game to see how many cars each of us can count that is the color we chose. Emma's always white, Alex likes black and I like silver.  Emma always wins!! We   have great fun and, by the time we get home, we're all bushed!!  They're both SO GOOD -- they always THANK ME for everything we do.

. . .     "I love you TOO MUCH kids!"    . . .

COWS, DOGS, DANDELIONS and WINE!

 

Janel and Bob



One of my good friends and I had a blast playing around amongst the cows and the dandelions in a pecan orchard. (we had to get special permission to even be there ... she lives close by and knows the owners.  LUCKY ME!!!)
The cows had fun playing with Janel's dog, BOB and were very curious ... they even wanted my wine!
   THANKS Janel!!  Let's do it again!!

 

the cows wanted wine too!





and mamma's milk

 









and MORE mamma's milk

  








and other's just wondered what was UP anyway!!??

 







NO TRESPASSING

.when a sign say's "NO TRESPASSING", it MEANS "no trespassing"!!!!

THIS is my story and I'm stickin' to it:

The first time I got yelled at for trespassing, I HONESTLY didn't see the sign ... i really didn't!!
Since then ... well, that's an entirely different story.
   I'd already been to the location in question a couple of times before; I'd returned to photograph some new things I hadn't gotten on the trips before. Suddenly, out of nowhere,  this mangy-looking old farmer screeched up in his deliapidated old pickup and started screaming at me!!  He scared the bajeezers out of me at first and as I turned, all I could see was this old guy, half hanging out of his pickup, yelling and pointing his long boney finger at me!  Immediately I grabbed a hold of my trusty mace  (that I always have hanging around my neck when i'm on a photographic field trip by myself) and I headed towards him.  As I got closer to him I took a very firm hold of my camera too (which was also hanging around my neck), for fear he'd grab it from me!! I apologized to him but, he didn't wanna hear a word I had to say. He screamed a few obsenities about my trespassing and then yelled (spit flying!) that:  "YOU PEOPLE!  ...  It's YOU PEOPLE who get the thieves over here on my property!!  You put pictures of MY things on the blankety-blank internet and then they come and steal from me!"  When I could get a word in edge-wise, I apologized again and told him that I hadn't SEEN his "no trespassing" sign. *I honestly hadn't*  He just glared at me and started yelling some more!!  "When a sign says NO TRESPASSING ... it means: 'NO TRESPASSING'" he declared. At that point, he screeched away, leaving gravel and dirt flying in my face.  Six feet away from me, he threw the old beater in reverse and screeched back towards me.  He just sat there, glaring at me ... his chest heaving with his upset.  He clunked the stick shift into gear ... looked at me and, in an almost SOFT voice, he said, "I'm really sorry ... i think you're probably a nice girl."

I stood there -- amazed and even confused -- and watched him speed away.
A thick cloud of dirt and gravel settled around me.  After it cleared, I took a deep breath, looked over at the tractor I'd been photographing and decided that, I guess I was DONE here for the day. Sadly, I didn't even get to photograph the old rusty trucks and cars on the back lot that I'd actually come here to do in the first place. And to be truthful ... even though I still WANT to ... maybe I never will.  I'll just have to see ...  

BABY BUMP

There's nothing sweeter than a new baby.
A baby BUMP is sweet and cute and exciting and ...  it's almost next to impossible to be able to stand the anticipation!
Everyone tries to guess what the sex of the baby is and what he or she is going to look like and what the name will be ... it's just never-ending.
This is EXACTLY the case in my son Josh and wife, Kathryn's case.  They chose NOT to know
the sex of the baby so we are all on pins and needles to know who this little person IS.
I can hardly wait to get my FOURTH grand baby and I know mom and dad and big brother Jevin are too excited for words!

WHO KNOWS?