I got together with Druantia awhile back, and we found a quiet forested space to take a couple of quick shots.
Mama and papa took off when I got up to go get the camera, but the three babies hung out and let me take their picture.
I made it safely to Indiana, and I’ll be here for an indeterminate period of time.
It’s funny how much or how little some things change.
Looks like I forgot to take an actual photo that day, but I did take a selfie.
Collegiate Gothic, 16th century China, and a New Jersey Trash Panda
I’m worn out, but I’m trying to get the posting caught up. But I’m skipping a post here and there for a reason.
Yesterday was the day my Zeus became mortal. Yesterday was the day Olympus crumbled.
These days, feel-good stories seem few and far between, so I thought I should definitely share this one.
I just wanted to get a few shots of the tulips in bloom before it got dark.
I don’t think I have any more to say about this shot from before I left Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts.
It seemed like The Making Lemonade Road Tour 2018: Just the Sugar, Honey needed a bit of a warm-up before kickoff.
The hashtag on the top of Gypsy’s back windshield makes me smile.
We’re about to get on the road for The Making Lemonade Road Tour 2018: Just The Sugar, Honey, and Gypsy needed a bath, badly.
It was October, so of course the annual scarecrow competition was going on.
This might be the coolest globe ever, and it has a secret…
We had to travel up to The Charm City yesterday, and the skyline looked pretty dramatic with the storm clouds and sunshine.
Sometimes you just need a hand to hang on to.
We’ve all had mornings like this, I think.
I wasn’t sure if I could pull this off.