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Photo taken last night before sunset from my deck. A cold front has pushed the summer haze away. Most of the house windows were closed last night.
This morning, after getting out of the shower and putting on my robe, a devilish thought possessed me. I ran and jumped back into bed with sleepy, but warm husband. I rubbed my icy toes upon his legs.
"Heathen," he whispered.
Photo taken in the gardens of the Mast Farm Inn- Valle Crucis, North Carolina
The photo reminds of me of a generic thank you card. You know the kind. Photographs that are hand-tinted to give it a more ethereal artsy look. I did a little desaturation of the magentas because believe it or not, these flowers were way too pink for me. I boost the greens a bit to make the background a little punchy, but that is about it. I'm having fun with my Nikon Coolpix these days.
Youngest suffered a dancing accident last evening. She woke up to pain and swollen toes. Xrays at 3pm so the day is out of sorts....
Photo taken with my Nikon Coolpix this morning near Dick's Garage on New River Height Dr.
I am not a good passenger.
Yesterday while youngest was driving, I did what every control freak does. I flinched, made noises of inpending doom, and punched my pretend brakes. Youngest was not finding humor in my lack of self-control and I was clearly not happy with her driving decisions. It was apparent that we were getting ready to have a negative exchange of words. All of the sudden she came upon a driver from Florida. We both watched in amazement as this poor guy made the
world's
slowest
turn
into a
gas station.
Ever.
We could not stop laughing. Tension released.
Then, last night during dinner eldest said:
" I love chemistry. Some boy is going to pay me money to help him understand chemical reactions. Balancing ionic equations is fun."
Dear husband and I traded glances and stifled our giggles. Later on we amused ourselves by rearranging the words in her sentences to take on completely different meanings.
I was hoping to meet a buddy of mine out in his pumpkin patch set up near the Baird barn this morning but he wasn't there so I crawled around the place with my camera. The sun was playing peek-a-boo with the clouds and occasionally the light would fall nicely upon the barn, but the horses in front would not cooperate. I turned around and saw the above scene. The sun was spotlighting the place for me to focus my camera.
A Note of disclosure: I did do a more than normal amount of dodging in the foreground to bring out the colors of the green field.
On Jefferson Road, just before Hardin Park elementary, there are the most vividly red vines mingled with the green of the trees. Today's rain only brings out the colors more.
And, just to keep you with the up-to-date... TV Lady arrived at my apartment last night. I've been talking with TV Lady for more than a week. She has a 12 year old daughter. TV Lady is a school teacher and is artsy. TV Lady is resourceful. She already has a job in her profession in a nearby county. She was overwhelmed by the generosity of the folks up here. When I told her that Boone is the home to Cheap Joes she cried, " I've died and come to heaven." I think TV Lady fits up here.
Got up way too early this morning to drive down to Greensboro and watch my eldest run. She set a P.R. (personal record) which is the whole point of running if you are not the fastest one on the team. At one point on Hwy 421, I was greeted by this early morning sun rising over Deep Gap. I was afraid that I may be late, so I took it through my windshield. I really should stop doing that.
Tonight is the big Harley Hillbilly Hootenanny. And yes, I will absolutely take my camera cause I'm afraid ya'll wouldn't believe me otherwise.
So chances are you have never seen butterfly guts hanging from the lips of a preying mantis...this is just a guess, of course. And just one more reason why the popular girls never liked me. I am way over pleasing folks I don't even know. Anyway, Sorry I blew out the highlights on this shot, but in the end, I think the butterfly is perhaps more sorry than me. I took this photo in the same area that I shot this one . From a far I saw the beautiful orange wings and the closer I got, the more I recognized that this was not normal butterfly behavior. I watched this process for at least 10 minutes while Harley patiently waited for me to finish my exploration. She is good this way. If'n I had seen the mantis ahead of time stalking the butterfly, I may have intervened, but by the time I arrived, the deal was closed...
Here is a post of little happenings.
When hunting through an old jewelry box, I came across this 1983 P.B. Scott's club i.d. of mine.
I showed it to my girls and they giggled.
While driving on the Hwy 105 today, I saw this vanity plate the made me do a double-take. 
It seems strange to me to have a license plate that promotes a local cemetary.
On Saturday afternoon, I went to the ASU-Coastal Carolina football game. I finally saw Gnumoon across the field. She is the cute photographer that is beside the hairy photographer.
Later that evening, my husband and I retreated from our reclusive state and 
joined friends Norm, Kathy and daughter Belinda for dinner. We all go way, way
back. I knew Belinda in college. The two of us went on a road trip to Orlando. It
was the kind of road trip that would curl my mother's toenails if she knew the de-
tails. Let's just say that Belinda returned sporting the town of Boone's very first
red mohawk. And now look at her!
Not only did we go out, but dear husband had time to pull out his Harley and prep it for an upcoming ride on Copperhead Road.
And here is a photo of my Harley.
msnbc picked up a photo of mine and put it on their Animal Tracks segment. Mine is number fourteen.
And last, but certainly not the least on my mind is Mark Hancock . He is a blogging buddy of mine. He works for the Beaumont Enterprise . He is assigned to cover Hurricane Rita. Not just the aftermath, but the storm as it hits. Obviously Mark will not be able to blog live, but his managing editor will be keeping track of the coverage here. Please keep Mark and his wife Fay in your thoughts and prayers.
**Update: Mark will TRY to post Rita live**
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