And other family members! Where's Adam? He's in the pic. Look carefully!
Saturday, July 23, 2011
My mud-spattered Julia girl at the lake. She's wearing her jacket because it was COLD out there. Why black and white? Because no matter what I did, I couldn't make the colours look right! Adjusted white balance, sliders all over the place, and it either looked too orange, too green, too blue, or too dull. So black and white it is. But you just thought it was artistic and that's what I wanted, right?
Whey aren't there pics of Adam, you ask? Because even though it was chilly, he was wearing just his unders and his imagination.
Love these trees. I always thought they were aspens, but just now when I tried to find out for sure I found thatt what I always called a poplar tree is actually a trembling aspen, and that poplar is just another word for it. So now I have to find out what these are. They have pretty frilly leaves and make teensy weensy little pine cone-like seeds.
Looking west from Mom's shore.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Why a foto of feet, you ask?
Because of the riding boots.
And they're encasing MY feet.
The thing is...
I don't ride.
"Who is this lump of potatoes on my back?
They seriously do NOT pay me enough to put up with this kind of ineptitude, really."
"Well, OK then..."
Poor Hank. I really felt for him, but by the end we were getting along, if not famously, at least well enough to have a really nice morning.
I think he's reserving judgement.
Which is exceedingly good hearted.
There's something suspect in any activity that requires a helmet, don't you agree?
And no, I'm not pregnant. I have a bottle of much needed bug spray in my jacket pocket.
Hank's sister was more than interested in my camera.
Doesn't Hannah have a sweet nose?
Thanks, Sis, for taking the shots of the girlie and me, and for taking us out today. If not for you, there would never be proof that I ever sat on a horse.
I wouldn't say that I actually rode dear Hank.
Chances are, he'd agree.
Where we took the girls fishing last week.
See the road?
Yeah...we stopped here. Not that it looked much different from the road we were on, but since the lake was right here, and we weren't up for getting stuck in the mud and being chased by a bear, it seemed the prudent, albeit less thrilling, choice.