Friday, August 8, 2008

A Branch Can Be More Then A Branch...


...It can be a work of art.

Trauma frog


This fat toad made his way through the doggy door and slipped underneath our kitchen cabinets....needless to say I think he was pretty freaked out

Beware of the Giant....


When I was younger my family traveled a lot. This was a spot we would frequent. dad alway said we had to be very quiet while driving by the giant because if he heard us he might chase us down. We would all giggle quietly.

Are You My Mommy?


Okay, a bit demented but here is the story. I have a large yellow truck. While traveling from Alaska to Arizona this little bird found its way into the grill of my truck. Poor thing...he must of thought I was his mommy. EWWWWW.

Ferdinand The Bull


Okay, his name is really Max....he is our big boy.

Don't Mess With the Kitty

Willie


Willie has a ruffle around his neck...he is changing his clothes.

Fly Dragon

Barking Up The Wrong Tree

Toad-ally Cool

This is a Toad that hangs by our front door...I think he is a baby....

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Struggle to Survive

Life at Day 1



Life on Day 4



This little guys egg fell during a storm and the egg cracked and out he popped. Mommy flew away and never returned. We hand fed this tiny fella the best we could. He live a full 8 days, longer then he would have survived on his own. We will miss you little guy!

Come out and see the Sunshine



Sunflower bustin at the seams

Touch of Green


The beauty hidden within a corn stock.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Today Is the Beginning of my Flight Through Life

As I sit here with my morning coffee I begin to think of all the things I need to be doing. Journals are one of my weak points. When I think back on my life there are so many things I can't remember. So I decided to journal in my blog. I will start from the present and when I remember something in my past I will post it so that the memory can be passed on to others I know and love. Forgive the grammar and the run-on sentences because this is not about my schooling nor my IQ...its about my life.

Here goes the flight of the Dove (that's me).