I love the snow.
I love beer.
Perfection.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Checkers
The thing I love most about photography is that ANYTHING can become interesting through the lens of a camera. On a trip to Phoenix, my friends and I made a pit stop in Buckeye, AZ to eat at the Cracker Barrel. CB is nowhere to be found in California, so when I see that gold and brown sign looming over a highway, I can't resist the urge to pull over. Their chicken and dumplings call to me, not to mention their biscuits and gravy.
Wow. Food distracts me SO quickly. Back to photography. My pals and I were sitting outside the Cracker Barrel, trying out the lineup of fabulous rocking chairs when we sighted the oversized checkers. Who knew that a crappy set of checkers could be striking?
But then, we go and ruin the artsy moment by taking pictures like this one of me:
A cracker. On a barrel. At Cracker Barrel.
Keepin' it real....
JK
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
William
And finally, William...the youngest of the two boys in the previous posts. William is just as sweet and lovable as the first two, with a streak of adventure in him. He's got that curious twinkle in his eye!
Jack
In my continuing effort to post photos, I'm back. This post will focus on Jack, Greg's (from the previous post) younger brother. Truly, such a sweet boy....how can you not adore this little face? This first one is one of my favorites from the entire day:
Friday, October 2, 2009
Greg
I haven't posted a picture of anything in months. In fact, I almost forgot I had a photo blog. So let's fix that.
Below are pictures of Greg. He's the oldest son of my friend, Dave. He loves Bumblebee from Transformers, so ANYTHING that's yellow is super-cool to him. When we got to the park and discovered the big yellow slides, he was one happy little clam.
Below are pictures of Greg. He's the oldest son of my friend, Dave. He loves Bumblebee from Transformers, so ANYTHING that's yellow is super-cool to him. When we got to the park and discovered the big yellow slides, he was one happy little clam.
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