1. Ha ha, yes! Pictures that aren't from my phone! Our movers arrived with half of our stuff yesterday and I at least have access to a computer now. I'm using Chris' for the time being, and don't have all my photography/editing gear, so the images you see have had zero editing done and have only been re-sized. I usually don't do that much to my photos anyway - a little tweak of contrast here or there, maybe adjust the exposure if I didn't nail it in the shot, or enhance the colors a bit, but with me, pretty much what you see is what you get. I want things to be true to life.
These photos are from a quick day trip we took to the mountains a few days after arriving. Although it was an amazing day, I can't wait to get back up there and get some sunrise/sunset shots when the lighting is beautiful. It was beautiful, regardless, but I love early morning and golden hour light best. Did you know that? For the most beautiful photos, you really want to stay away from shooting from the hours of 10:00 a.m. -ish til about 3:00 or 4:00 p.m. (especially depending on where you are). Midday sun is harsh...if you have to shoot during midday, try to seek out shade.
Okay, then. Moving on.
2. We have internet again. And trash service (no more making a 24 mile round trip to drop off trash)! Huzzah!
3. Mom told me yesterday that she and Dad saw a black bear on their way home from my sister's house. My Mom is afraid of very little - snakes don't faze her, spiders don't (I remember her catching many tarantulas for us when were kids so we could take them to school in a Mason jar for science class and then bring them home to release), and neither do mice. Or skunks. Or coyotes. But, bears are just not her thing. At all. She mused about why she keeps seeing them and I smartly told her she was just going to have to accept their appearance in her life because they must be her spirit animal.
For some reason, I don't think she found that amusing.
4. I had a moment of pure idiocy and not thinking last week when I went to mow the yard - the storage building where we store our mower and gas for said mower was super-hot. The mower needed gas and without thinking, I opened the gas can only to have it blow gasoline into my face. I had a moment of panic, but fortunately, I was fine. I ran in, yanked out my contacts (I am extremely fortunate that my body reacted so quickly - thanks, body - and I closed my eyes before any gasoline made it in), and scrubbed off. For good measure, I also called the Poison Control Center and the kind nurse there reassured me that I did everything I should have and would be fine since none had gotten into my eyes, nose, or mouth.
5. I was bound and determined to go for a run yesterday evening (I'm trying to get back on a regular running schedule again) and kept waiting for it to cool off. The sky was looking rather menacing but I thought I could squeeze in a quick run...yeah, about a mile in, it started lightning. Needless to say, I turned my sweaty self around and headed back for the house. As I got a little closer to the house, I kept catching myself thinking, "I can go a little more. A little farther won't hurt. Even though it is about to storm." And a moment after this thought, lightning blazed even closer and was followed by an ominous clap of thunder. I took this as The Universe grumbling at me and giving me one last chance to go to the house without getting fried. So I did.
6. I continue to eat my weight in local peaches. And so does Chris. We have decided they are better than candy. Also, Chris got very animated when I told him that there were no peaches left after sharing one over the sink and he said, "What? You didn't buy more?" And when I told him that the farm stand was out until the next week, he responded with, "BUY ALL THE PEACHES YOU CAN. AS LONG AS THEY HAVE THEM. BUY THEM ALL."
I think he feels strongly about this.
7. We were told by a middle-aged man to refrain from telling the "Old Southerners" we had lived in New York. Because that no matter how nice they are, they would hold it against us. Alright then.
8. We ate at the local barbecue joint just down the road this weekend. Apparently it has quite the draw with people coming from all over, and I can now see why. They are only open three days a week and I had some of the best pulled pork I've ever eaten and had fried corn on the cob for the first time. How did I not know about fried corn on the cob? Delicious. And the blackberry cobbler was some sort of soupy, syrupy black magic. I made the mistake of saving some of mine only to come in after a run and find Chris pouring it over vanilla ice cream. I can assure you - that did not go over well.
9. And finally, my favorite - Hannah called and told me that Logan went with her to work one day and as he was milling about in her office, he suddenly turned to her and said, "Mom. Me miss Wash. Me need to get her something to send to her." And when Hannah asked him what he should send to me, he looked around and said, "I don't know. Maybe a calendar?"
That kid kills me.
Well, that pretty much sums up the last week or so around here. How goes it with you?
Sites I Dig
The Road is Home
The Seed & Plate
Sharon Covert Photography
The Define School
The Noisy Plume
Sarah Gee Photography
Fox & Owl Studio
The Stork and The Beanstalk
Mellow Yellow Photography
A Simple Little Journal
What I've Been Reading
The Girls by Emma Cline
A Land More Kind Than Home by Wiley Cash
Dark Places by Gillian Flynn
Never Broken by Jewel
Hold Still by Sally Mann