The inside of this awesome castle type thing that Nate and I found on Vine Street. We really should have went inside of it and explored it but Nate was worried about being stabbed by homeless man, but we will return here some day.
Another look at giant shuttlecocks. Although I did enjoy some of the sculptures in Kansas City, the best sculpture garden I’ve ever seen is still in Des Moines. Go Cyclone State!
I think Nate actually did like this sculpture. … and really, what isn’t to like?
Sculpture from a Kansas City sculpture garden. This sculpture was one of my “must sees” when I went down to Lawrence to visit Nate. He was excited to stand outside in 97 degree heat looking at giant shuttlecocks.
The Gorshes preparing to represent Rieman’s Music After not being in a parade for close to 15 years, I was in 2 parades in 6 days. Not sure if that momentum will keep going.
Flood My belief is that after the United States lost to Belgium, Ames hopped off the soccer bandwagon, flooded the fields and inquired, “Water polo anyone?”
Shawn protecting his progeny during a brief bit of precipitation during Ogden Fun Days. Further proof that he is bona fide. It is a good thing for a man to be… bona fide.
Evie after knocking down a blue raspberry Tropical Sno. I’ve always viewed the drip catcher to be a purchase of suckers, but for Evie, it was a necessity.
Layla enjoying a drink during Ogden Fun Days. This picture slightly reminds me of a picture my Dad took of Teresa sucking down a Boyd’s malt back in the day.
Ogden Fun Days Parade Fun While it was fun riding in the Ogden Fun Days Parade, I do feel our lack of candy was a failure.
Sarah and Shawn’s Tiramisu Cheesecake created for the 1st Annual Methodist Men Pie/Cheesecake Auction When Eldon brought the idea of a pie auction up to me as a possible fundraiser to help pay for our broken down organ I was a little bit leery. As President of the Methodist Men,… Read More »Photo of the Day 0051
Becca in the wind. It was a sunny and windy day, you know, a perfect day for a wedding.
Bear feeling Becca Jr. Becca Jr. is actually a boy and won’t be named Becca Jr.
Shorty, Becca, and James before the wedding. Shorty was James’ Best Man. A wise choice.
Naima and a stick. Been getting hammered lately. Not literally. Not alcoholically. But hopefully I get caught up again some time soon.
Windmill north of Boone. Not the definitive picture of this subject. Kind of a test run. Assist on this photo by Jesse.
Mom and Annie after walking the Survivor’s Lap with Miss Iowa. Although it wasn’t a traditional Friday Night Supper Club, it was still a pretty excellent Friday Night Supper Club.
A rose from my grandma’s rose bush. More of my grandma’s flowers are coming down the chute.
Logan hanging out in Swan Lake State Park. Although this park was beautiful, it feels like last year, it was a much cooler park. Like it used to have a petting zoo or something.
Bath Time! Hopefully people view this as a picture of a wet dog and not a dirty shower.
