Last Sunday I had some unexpected free time when I got fired from a friend’s photo project.
That is right I got:
- A career change opportunity
- The Pink Slip
- Let Go
- Made Redundant
- Skill-mix Adjustment
- Walking Papers
- Shown the Door
- The Ax
On the positive side, this freed up my Sunday afternoon.
I made the use of my time by taking some flower pictures.
I also was able to witness some Ames Party Bus painting. I have more pictures of this, but even posting the one picture that I’m posting is kind of violating an agreement I made.
I made use of my unexpected freed up future.
My Aunt Linda is renting out her acreage. This has caused her to get rid of some of the things in the acreage. I benefited from this downsizing by getting a sweet new table.
So I got Steve and Jesse together and we drove over to the acreage and picked up the sweet table.
Steve and Jesse
When we got back to Steve’s house he showed me the zucchini that had grown “too large” in his garden and now he is going to allow them to rot.
Apparently Steve feels like when zucchini gets too large the seeds become too hard and Steve doesn’t like hard zucchini seeds. I think this makes him soft.
Whatever Jesse does disappoints Steve
So I bid a fond adieu to Steve and Jesse.
Random picture of Steve’s flowers
I went home to admire my new table.
I’m very excited about this table. It is going to make an awesome workspace table some day. It will be perfect for painting, matting and cutting. Plus it has a drawer! The drawer is super long.
Yes I know that nobody else is as excited about this table as I am, but those of you that don’t see the greatness of this table can bugger off!
Saturday morning I took Brandon’s Senior pictures. I’d like to share some of my favorite pictures from that photo shoot.
It is good to take pictures of somebody that doesn’t mind when you need to stop to take some quality frog pictures.
A couple more pictures that were not selected.
I took this picture last year when Jay went on his first ever trip on the Boone & Scenic Valley Railroad. I threw this particular picture into the mix to see if anybody would consider selecting this picture because of the nature of the photo contest.
Nobody took the bait. That is good, because it would have been pandering on the scale of a John McCain VP nominee.
I took this picture at Jester Park. Jay was impressed by this picture and I gave it to him as a birthday present. I think of this picture as being melancholy at first glance, but as being hopeful the longer it is gazed upon.
I named this picture based on an Emily Dickinson poem.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune–without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
These are the pictures I entered in the Boone County Fair.