GiGi and Poopah, Sometimes Sweet

And Dingo Was His Name-Oh

There was a farmer, had a dog, and Buddy was his name-oh! Then one day a new family moved in up the road. Buddy paid the new family a visit to welcome them to the area, as is the custom in East Texas.  Buddy liked the new family. In fact, Buddy like the new family a whole lot. Buddy spent the night and the next day. And the next day. The new family did not know Buddy’s name and so they called him “That Dingo Dog”  because, in fact, Buddy looked like a Dingo.  Dingo fell…

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Photography & Photoshop

All Men Dream

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds, awake to the day to find that it was vanity. But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it reality. T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) * * * * The reflective effect on this photo was achieved with just a few clicks of the mouse. It is a Photoshop action for both PS and PSE from the good people at PanosFX which you can download…

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Joy, Sometimes Sweet

Time Out Or Time In?

I keep this list of things that I want to write about.  Right now this list is about three pages long and four years old.  Like a good stew, I just keep adding new stuff to the top. This morning, I was looking at that list and decided to scroll to the very bottom to see what was on my mind four years ago and what I saw was this:  “Time Out or Time In?” If someone were to find this list after my death, it would lead to the only logical conclusion. She was nuts.…

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Faith, Photography & Photoshop

Drop By Drop

Day by day, drop by drop, the world seeps in and crowds us out. His daddy and I are in a race against the clock to lay a firm and level foundation that will last him a lifetime and withstand any storm. Because already, there is a storm gathering in the distance. We see it. We hear it. We know it is coming. He’s interacting with the world more and more these days, independent of us. He’s already heard the most corrupting lie ever told:  Everybody does it. We try to teach him to stand apart…

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Always Real, Faith

Good Intentions

I love going to the store early in the morning because there are usually no lines and it’s clean and quiet, plenty of good parking spaces.  Early shoppers know how to grocery shop. They understand and adhere to aisle etiquette. They know what they are doing.  They are my people. But this is not about grocery store etiquette. This is about how good intentions wear off around 9am. On a recent early morning shopping trip, I passed through the bakery area where I saw a mom-type person reach into the doughnut case, snag one with the…

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Always Real, Parenting Gone Awry, Sometimes Tart

The Swimming Pool

Recently Sean and I were at our neighborhood pool making the most of a late summer afternoon.  Sean is still not a confident swimmer.  Swimming is just one of those things that he is going to have to come to terms with at his own pace.  I have come to accept that.  I have learned and backed off.  The most I do now is  encourage him to experiment more, to be more adventurous.  To this he firmly says, “No danks!”  No. Way. And we leave it at that. After we had been at the pool for…

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Makes Me Sigh, Mildly Amusing, Reruns and Leftovers

Cuter

“He’s cuter than he used to be.” This was a comment that I overheard recently at a family gathering. When I realized the speaker was referring to my son, I laughed involuntarily. Not a belly laugh, but a sniff of disbelief as though I were trying to expel a gnat from my nose. Cuter than he used to be! Absurd. Her words seeped into the spongy part of my brain that processes and analyzes. I was surprised when I started to feel a little indignant. What exactly did she mean by that? That Sean wasn’t cute…

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Always Real

The Post Office

One day last week, Sean and I had to make a stop at the post office. It was mid-morning, mid-week – a not very busy time for our little local post office. Yet there was a line.  There is always a line.  We know this. We accept it as a part of life.  If the sun comes up, there will be a line at the post office. But not everyone is as wise and knowing about the post office as we. As Sean and I are walking from the car towards the post office, a man…

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Photography & Photoshop

Vintage Farm House

I was going through a box of old photographs and came across this picture of my grandmother’s house.  I used to play on her front porch when I was a little girl and help her tend the big garden she had in the back.  Sometimes she would make a big pitcher of lemonade and I would sit on the steps and work on my cross stitch sampler. No. Not really. I just totally made that up. The  house in the aged photo is actually the one you see below.  Photos lie.  Whereas I only yank your…

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