The aftermath of a headshot while out paintballin.
Both of my raised bed gardens. Looking pretty sparse, but improving steadily.
The view from my backyard at night. Stupid North 38 student housing development.
So I'll start this with an apology to those of you on blogroll and other programs, you're going to get flooded with posts from me today as I try to catch up on a months worth of photos.
May 4. Garden is coming along nicely.
May 4. Garden is coming along nicely.
Ok, so my new hard drive is finally here and my backup of my old drive is complete. I just finished downloading a month's worth of images (thank God for 8gig memory cards) and now I'm starting to process them. They should all make it up to the flickr gallery by tomorrow and then they'll start appearing here on the blog soon after that. I'll be heading north into the wilderness for a few days next week and won't have internet, but rest assured, I'll still be photographing and then I'll finish updating the blog when I get home.
So my photo hard drive has decided to take a nice, steaming hot dump on me, and I don't like it. It does, however, explain the randomness of some pixels on a number of my photos. I'm slowly backing everything up onto my external drives and my little internal drive while I decide which big external to go with. So until I get a new external, I won't be posting any photos. Hopefully by the end of the week I'll have a new drive and have transferred everything over to it.
We went to this kids safety day thingamoboajigger, they had a petting zoo. The boss ladies were happy. (make sure you click to embiggen this one. It's a two parter.
Took Lily to the park for some running around and sliding. There was a group of kids doing flips and they were kind enough to let me take a picture. I think they thought I was a wee bit crazy, and maybe I am, but I'm getting used to people knowing it.
Ring around the Rosy
Pockets full of posy
Ashes, Ashes,
We all fall down.
Pockets full of posy
Ashes, Ashes,
We all fall down.
Ice Cream. Or rather, what's left of ice cream when you give a two year old a spoon and let her go.
I'm so excited that my garden is growing well (ok, at least my herb garden is doing well), but nonetheless, I'm pretty darn stoked.
Another grand day of goofing on the front lawn after Kimberly went to work. I'm pretty sure Lily thinks I'm crazy for enjoying laying on the grass. She'll walk on it, but she's otherwise pretty distrustful of the stuff. After a while though, she softened up to the idea of it all and sat on the grass with me and exclaimed "I sit on the grass!". If you've ever heard her when she's excited, you'd know this comes out as a delighted half-squeal and with some odd inflections. Rugrats are amusing. Especially when they get verbal and discover new things.
helping matt move. I was driving his truck and snapped a photo of him driving hte moving van
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