I was excited to capture these two shots. It is like they knew I was having a rotten day yesterday and so they posed for me. Thanks little creatures, you make my day.
Not far from my house lies this mound of scrap metal and junk. I can relate to it in so many ways. I feel thrown away. Like I have been left by the wayside, tossed and forgotten. Those parts that were once shiny and new, have become weathered and are not longer useful. I do not even recognize what I am anymore, much less who, or why. Depressed, hating myself, thoughts of suicide nearly daily, but according the our wonderful government “Occasional depression that will not interfere with work.” Right.
I would hate to know what constant depression and anxiety feels like. I really am tired of trying. Okay, I give.
Come with me on our anniversary date. We went down to St. Simons Island. It was very relaxing. Not too hot, the breeze was very nice. The husband did some reading while took pictures and watched people. I even caught one gentleman sitting on an interesting looking tree. I wanted a picture of the tree and he was sitting there. 🙂
My husband and I sat for a while watching people on the pier fishing, without much luck. It was a nice relaxing date. We need more evenings like this. Just to relax and be together and remember each other.
I see you ball!
I smell you ball!
I taste you ball!
I EAT YOU BALL!! Numm Numm Numm Numm!!!
Gauge loves to play with a ball. As long as it is round, or sort of round, it is a ball to him. My potatoes, my onions, tennis balls, the neighborhood golf balls, pine cones…I am telling you, anything sort of round is a ball to him. He loves it! And plays for hours!
It just amazes me daily the things I am starting to see anew. From the sand on the ground, to the true beauty of flowers. I have always thought flowers were nice, but never been one to notice the shapes of petals or drops of rain on them, or tiny creatures in their habitat. I am so grateful for this photographic journey of healing and awakening to the world around me. These pictures all come from Mother’s gardening. I can see why she finds peace when working around it.
I grew up with small dogs, usually Pekingese. The rest of my family has Chihuahuas, but when I married my husband we decided that we would get a larger dog. Our first dog is Roscoe. Not pictured in these images. He is designer, okay, mutt. Sharpei-Labrador. He is amazing smart. When he was young and we were both working, we could not stand him being lonely so we bought his pal Enos, definitely mutt. Labrador and something else, my vet calls him a dachshund on steroids. You will see their pictures soon. Daisy Mae and Gauge are our papered English Blockhead Labradors. They are amazing and lovable. Big teddy bears! Dealing with infertility, they truly are my babies.