My Love Affair...

I must confess...I have a love affair with railroad tracks. It's a disease I tell you. An ill-understood, under-controlled disease. No one can explain it, not even me, but let me tell you...all of these are different railroad tracks...all taken on the same day. I told you, it's a disease. Join me won't you?

*Sigh* Aren't they fantastic? I love all photos including these things...especially wedding and engagement photos. They make my heart pitter patter...

Ah well, enjoy my obsession. I have many more obsessions to share.

FFR

Sunday's Random Ride

On Sunday, Hubby, me, FIL D, MIL J, Aunt J and Uncle G all took a ride out to a small little town about an hour and a half from here. We just wanted to ride the bikes and have a good time and explore one of those small towns tv shows and movies are obsessed with. The one where everyone knows everyone (this was totally one of those...they had funeral notices on the light posts letting everyone know when the memorials would be and inviting everyone in the town...) and knows everything about you. Anyway, we just so happened to run into a car show and chili and salsa contest. Random much?

Some cool cars for you:

These flames were cool...


But these looked real!


Beach Boys anyone?

It was a fun day...but my butt hurt. TMI? Sorry. It did though. Seriously. Anyway...

End.

Seriously, I'm done now.

FFR

The end of summer...

I know it's coming the end of summer. Know how I know? Of course not, you don't live in my head. I know not because it's getting colder, not because we're starting to see clouds...no, I know because of these:

At the beginning of summer (once these have grown) the sunflowers look like this.

As summer wears on:


The sunflowers droop and have been scorched by the hot summer sun. They are now in the drying process for oil.

And at the end of summer:


The sunflowers are now very dry. They still stand straight up which is just amazing, but they are dry. Soon they will be chopped and hauled away.

Never mind the fact that the last two photos were taken today...that's no matter. Obviously, the one field of flowers was transmitted to my camera from a month ago. I mean, duh.

And now, for something completely different.

Crapple? Crappie? According to my ultra-sophisticated hubby, it's actually pronounced "croppy" and spelled "crappie". I'm sorry, but in my unsophisticated mind...it's crappy. And there is no way I am fishing for that. Nor paying to fish for it. If I want it, I have a septic system.

End.

FFR

Cousin D's Son, DJ

Yet, another kid who is too fun for words. Hubby loves to mess with DJ but DJ usually gets scared of him. Poor Hubby.

DJ took his job very seriously.


He was one of many water boys.










He's rather high energy.


I don't have the energy to keep up with him. That's what telephoto lenses are for.

Seriously.

Sitting comfortably,
FFR

Happy Days

Happy days are here again. Look at these pictures of the sunset last night! I was so mad at myself for not having my camera to capture them but I managed to race home, grab it, and still get the pictures. B-e-a-utiful! The temperature dropped significantly yesterday and last night and today, it's cloudy all over and I expect some rain to fall. Your host is thrilled beyond comparison.

Plus, I can almost breathe like a normal human being. Remind me never to get sick again. It's the pits. Fortunately, I have only been sick for a few days. Just Sunday until yesterday and I still went in to work. Sunday was the only day I felt sick, every other day I just looked and sounded sick. Anyway, I digress. Enjoy the pretty pictures, ignore the sick host with the foggy brain. She doesn't know what she's babbling about.

Oh happy day,

FFR