Monday, September 15, 2014

Thematic Photographic - In the Pink

My husband and I just returned from a cross country road trip.  He drove, while I continued to refine my "shoot from the car window at rapid speed" photography skills.

This caught my eye, traveling through New Mexico.

The Old Pink Schoolhouse
Tres Piedras, New Mexico

Carmi at Written Inc. hosts Thematic Photographic.

Saturday, September 06, 2014


I'm living in the moment, so the tripography will have to wait. 

But today's big sky (in Minnesota, looking towards South Dakota)...

...just reminded me of something...

Reach for the sky!

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Road Trip: Rock 'n Roll

Slightly damp, they made it to Cleveland and ate some "Real food!! Wall eye beans and rice." I thought wall eye might be an autocorrect for rib eye, but I was informed "It's a fish from Lake Erie. Ugly but tastes like sea bass." He did not take a picture for me, I had to find one for myself.

After a most welcome shower and a real bed, they got to the purpose of the stop, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

"RR HOF was really cool. We spent 2 hours there and saw it at a medium speed.  You'll like it. "

"The school teacher from The Wall Tour."

"John Paul Jones' bass and tour outfit from The Song Remains the Same."

"Kurt Cobain's guitar"

"Mimi Hendrix guitar." Autocorrect doesn't like Jimi.

I'm glad he liked it, because he's going to have to see it again on the way back.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Hello from Homer

Homer is pleased to report that he is doing very well. 

Life is good. 

The belly is full and he's regained all the weight he lost. 

Perhaps too much weight!  He might have to start counting kibbles soon, or at least restrict the unlimited supply. 

Huh?  Wha?  He doesn't think much of that suggestion. 

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Road Trip: The Mighty Mississippi

"Tonights menu is chicken alfredo with peas. Chocolate cheese cake slices we got at a market today.  It's hot and humid as hell here. There are tons of bugs flying around the lantern. Francine should be here to protect us." Ernest must be wearing his windbreaker for bug protection. They didn't take any insect repellant.  Francine loves bugs! She gets so excited when she finds one flying in the house. 

"This one bumped into Ernest and scared him." Francine would love this one.

Making up for the lack of communication the day before, I got the following text at 1:10 AM.  "Big storm just went through. Tent is not very waterproof. My orbs and sleeping bag are soaked. Nice!" His orbs? Is that a new word for the family jewels?

No, it's just an autocorrect for clothes. "My sleeping bag and pillow soaked up a ton of water. Here's the bag draining." 

"Potato, salami, egg burritos this morning." All that salami is giving me mental heartburn.

"And later, crossing 'old miss."

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Road Trip: The Silence

I started to worry a bit when Handy didn't check in with me the second night. But I figured they got to the campsite late. Then I did get a text from Ernest confirming that. Nothing the next morning. Handy didn't respond to my cute cat picture messages, either!  Well, that bothered me. So I called and his phone was not answering. I broke down and called Ernest. Funny thing his phone was working just fine!  Handy said he hadn't had any signal throughout South Dakota but Ernest didn't have a problem. Android vs apple?  Then Ernest got the bright idea to restart Handy's phone and then it worked just fine. So I got one picture.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Road Trip: Breakfast and Bigfoot

The autocorrect fails are pretty funny.  Handy is not the greatest typist to begin with, plus he needs reading glasses which I'm sure he isn't wearing when he texts.

"I'm staring at a loooooong straight away at the moment. Ernest is the Puppet" The PUPPET? Ernest is no one's puppet.  Pilot, on the other hand...

"Salami, onion egg and cheese burritos. Apple and cookies for desert."  I think they passed the desert already.

"We saw Bigfoot."

I immediately texted back with "I saw a yeti."

Tomorrow, a mystery.