a day at the beach

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We had a beautiful day here Sunday. I was so thankful for what would most likely be the last glimpse of that warm touch of the summer sun that I made an excuse to head out to the big lake. I had also heard there would be wind … which means waves … which means photo opps. Woot! So, let me put this all together for you: Sunday, warmth, sun, lake, wind, waves, and last but certainly not least, family. That equals out to be about the best day ever (performed a la SpongeBob). Continue reading

(belated) wordless wednesday

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i’m here to save you, dorothy! (and your little dog, too)

first graders gettin’ crazy

it took a really long time to get this pic. i would say, “smile, connor!” and wait. he just sat there like i wasn’t making any sense.

p.s. I left my “real” camera at home on Halloween. To be honest, I’m glad I did as I was able to just truly enjoy a fun holiday with the kiddo.

one beautiful family

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Today was, as I explained in a couple of messages, rough. So, in the spirit of pretending like everything is fine keeping things light, I now present the Leep family.

There are few people in this world that can rival the ‘happy’ that is Kammy. You cannot help but feel better when you’re around her. And to be around her family for an hour? So.Fun.

Curt, Kammy, Chase, Jayna and Grady … thanks for braving a chilly Sunday afternoon and sharing your joy with me (even if Smarties bribery was involved).

one beautiful family

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the colors of fall

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The very best part about this tour was that I’d never seen an inch of it before.

inexpensive therapy

a little bit country

seeing red

covered

closer to home

 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

– Robert Frost

 

a home for my dahlias

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One of my very first purchases when I started appreciating old junk the idea of upcycling was a factory cart. I’d been pin-hunting for some complementary pieces for my new-to-me living room and stumbled upon the idea of restoring a factory cart for use as a coffee table. I decided right then and there I was going to have one of my own. Well, it was that or a chicken crate until I realized 1.) that no one sold those and 2.) that stench might take a small miracle to overcome. Continue reading