June 24. I got suckered in and bought some Aqua Globes to help keep a couple of problematic tomato plants alive. I'll find out soon enough if they actually work.
June 23. Monticello. You're not supposed to take photos inside the house, but what can I say, I just gotta break stupid rules. Especially ones that say I can't use my camera.
June 22. The Bug in her "Scuba Diving" (as she calls it). Getting ready to head over to the Massanutten Water park for the day,
June 21. Some random flowers I found in the field near Turner House while I was escaping the clients for 5 minutes.
June 20. Cruise in at the BBQ Ranch.
June 19. Pink Cadillac. Best. Diner. EVER. Such tasyness, also, amazing colours abound in this joint.
June 18. Driving home from Richmond, passing the house that everyone seems to want to photograph.
A bunch of campers and staff at Camp Crossroads hanging out and chatting and playing games. Good times for everyone.
This guy is awesome. It was his first time at camp and other than yes, no, and about 3 other words, he's pretty much non-verbal. Luckily, I know about as many signs as he does words, plus we both had fun making goofy noises and gestures to communicate, so we conected and had a ton of fun. He's got one of the most amazing smiles I've ever seen. I'm glad I got to meet him. He taught me a lot. I just hope I don't forget.
So a week ago I drove up to MA to do some work, then drove back to VA for the weekend to work, now I'm up in PA for a few days to work at a Camp for Kids with MR (Crossroads Camp). My parents have been helping the director out for years and are good friends of the family. Back in High School and the first part of college I helped out, but time hasn't been kind to me for the past 7 or 8 years. But hey, I only work every other weekend and my Mom was the Lifeguard for the week so she watched Lily most of the time while I took care of my crew of guys and got as many photos as I could between personal care and keeping track of folks.
Took the camera to work. Was playing Trouble with one of the residents for a while until his Alzheimer's started to do its thing and he forgot who I was and started to get agitated and combative.
On my way home from work. It's been a crazy week in the car and my time behind the wheel isn't up yet...
Driving back to VA to work for the weekend. Sideview mirror somewhere in PA. Some day I'll relax, but it isn't today.
We were about 95% finished with the deck, it was dark out, but we were still going with a halogen work lite. Then it started raining. I snapped a quick shot of my Dad standing on the deck in the dark then headed in to go to bed. Not bad for the first deck I've ever built (and I can't usually even cut a straight line).
Took a break from deck building to take Lily to the playground a few towns over for a bit. She learned how to climb the ladder and was having a blast.
Sorry about how long it's taken me to post all this stuff, it's been a crazy month and I've been running ragged. Hopefully this weekend I truly will get all this stuff updated then I'll stay on top of it until I head out of town again :). And now for hte part of the post that goes with this photo:
Got up to my parent's house today to start building a deck. It was some crazy weather up there after a 9 hour drive. If I hadn't been pooped I would have walked over to the other side of the house and gotten a photo of the woods looking all creepy and cool in the fog.
I just got back from yet another road trip. I'm amazed my car still functions with how I've been abusing it these last couple weeks. Anyway...
I just got back from the most amazing half week I've ever had, and it was preceded by reading the most powerful book I've read cover to cover in a very long time. The book is "The Power of the Powerless". You can find it on Amazon (or one of their partner's website's) for under ten bucks, and it's worth its weight in gold. The author grew up with an older brother who was deaf, blind, and confined to his bed for 32 years. It's their story of love as well as the story of his brother's purpose. It is also the stories of 3 other families who read the first article he wrote about his brother and responded with stories of amazing love and purpose in their lives. I've never felt my soul torn open in such an extravagant way or for such a long time. It's been over a week since I read the book and I'm reminded of it's lessons of love many times daily. Just trying to describe it makes me tremble, so I'm going to stop for now.
Hopefully I'll be able to post tomorrow night with all my photos from the last couple weeks as well as a better bit about the book. You should read it and share it. Be prepared to understand that all we know about love is just scratching the surface of what the Creator has for us.
I just got back from the most amazing half week I've ever had, and it was preceded by reading the most powerful book I've read cover to cover in a very long time. The book is "The Power of the Powerless". You can find it on Amazon (or one of their partner's website's) for under ten bucks, and it's worth its weight in gold. The author grew up with an older brother who was deaf, blind, and confined to his bed for 32 years. It's their story of love as well as the story of his brother's purpose. It is also the stories of 3 other families who read the first article he wrote about his brother and responded with stories of amazing love and purpose in their lives. I've never felt my soul torn open in such an extravagant way or for such a long time. It's been over a week since I read the book and I'm reminded of it's lessons of love many times daily. Just trying to describe it makes me tremble, so I'm going to stop for now.
Hopefully I'll be able to post tomorrow night with all my photos from the last couple weeks as well as a better bit about the book. You should read it and share it. Be prepared to understand that all we know about love is just scratching the surface of what the Creator has for us.
I'm heading out of town to Otis for the week. Expect blogs to happen either Saturday or Sunday night when I get home from work.
Radishes from tha garden. I thought they weren't gonna make it since they're almost 3 weeks behind schedule, but we have success!
Massanutten Hoo-Ha! XC Race.
32 miles of pain.
Next year, I'm gonna rock the fat boy division. Hopefully on a different bike than my busted up Rincon. Maybe a Rocky Mountain Bikes 29'er... Hey, I can dream right, but I guess I need to get a job again first to make that one come true (unless someone has about $1600 they're willing to give me for a sweet new bike).
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