I noticed…..

I love doing the Sunday Photo Essays.  It’s not only a hobby of mine, it’s a passion that I hope to pursue closer with some better equipment.  I don’t post Sunday Photo essays for me though.  I do it for people’s enjoyment. 

 

I noticed that people are enjoying them!  That is awesome!  It’s an affirmation of sorts. 

People are clicking to copy the ones they like.  That is also awesome!

I just would like one little thing from anyone who likes my photos enuff to clik and copy….Let me know in the form of a comment, K? 

It would mean so much to me to know what exactly I did right and what about you moved you enough to have a copy for yourself?

Because you see, I am what they call “amateur”.  I never went to a class.  So affirmation means everything to me.  It means really whether or not I have the capability to pursue my passion. 

Off my soapbox now….

((((hugs))))) sweetie.

Bad news or useless worry?

She called and talked for an hour last night maybe more. 

My 19 year old. 

 

 

   

 The level headed College gurl.  She wants to move out maybe soon. 

 

 

   

Living with her dad is okay, but always falling just short of any kind of reliability with him.  He procrastinates, controls her by doing nothing about important things like transportation and groceries and renewing their rental lease. 

 *congratulations daughter, you now know what it was like for me to be married to him for 6 years*

  This gurl is sooooo focused on her education.  She’s struggling and it breaks my heart that she is struggling. 

 I tell her that years from now when she’s making good money she’ll look back on all this and laugh at how she overcame. 

 ”I hope he doesn’t do anything stupid like take my computer and my bed and shit” 

Darling daughter, makes no difference:

Because the floor in a house with no worries,

 is better than the grandest of beds in a bad situation! 

 If you have to start over, aquiring posessions, well…. so be it! 

*she clears her throat to give her best recurring piece of advice~~”you won’t die undergoing hardship”

*Another point of contention comes up in convo. 

 This dude. 

Prison for 2 years and  Paroled now for drug selling? 

 ”Oh he’s the nicest guy in the world”  (Geez daughter, you better know something:  Naive gurlz attract all sorts of wrong in this world) 

 Well, he doesn’t have to prove nothing to you,anyway. 

 He has to prove it to ME! 

 That little stunt where you called me and said you sprained your wrist mock fighting with him?  It only adds and compounds my worry with interest. 

 I wasn’t kidding about me screeching in on two wheels at the SLIGHTEST red flag, to kick azzz and take names later! 

 i wasn’t really impressed when he got on the phone and said to me, “Oh, and that thing last week?  She hurt herself.” 

  One thing I will tell you that you should eventually tell him , daughter:  *REPEAT NOW* 

 MY MOM HAS LIVED A GOOD LIFE, SHE WILL GO TO JAIL FOR ME, IF NEED BE.

   He’s your friend?  Cool.  Awesome.  Be a friend to yourself daughter and trust your instincts. 

I love you, most precious possession in the whole world.

 

 

Memorial Day Photo Essay~Great day for a Memory

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Photo Essay~After the storm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A pretty ferocious storm rolled through here about 4:30 this morning.  You wouldn’t know it from looking at these photo images though.  The pooch played in the puddles. 

Deep puddles.  He looked like he was having soooo much fun swimming in there and retrieving the ball.  The owners were kind enough to let me take his pic.  They had 2 other shepherds also. 

Wild daisies in a field. But they were in the mud!  Doug calls me “barnyard” for my willingness to get dirty to get the shot.  Today he had a right to call me that!  I wore mud all over my pants, my sandals, my feet…

The gurlz were only too willing to get out and play today.  It’s warm!  But more showers are in the forecast.