Pickle

John and I spent a couple hours yesterday canning pints of pickles. I got a great deal on some little cucumbers at the Armada flea market Tuesday and found a nice brine mix up near Sandusky earlier this summer so we gave it our best shot. I love dill pickles so much I can eat a jar full at a time and not think twice. John wouldn't walk across the street for one. I'm hoping the Joe man shares my pickle passion. He couldn't wait to get his hands on one.

It's hot again

Here's a scene from the local pond where people flock to cool off and get away from the heat. I'm ready for fall.

Football

Baseball is might be the American pastime but football is America's favorite sport. I'm pretty happy to be on the sideline this time of year. It gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.

Triathlon

It was pretty choppy in Lake Huron at 7:30 that morning.

Floatdown

Mmmm Rice

That's right I'm digging the rice. It's good for my complexion too.

Eva

It's been 54 years since the Machine Gunner stepped foot on the midway. The Texas native gave up a government accounting job and signed up for a life travel and long hours all in the name of love. The widow of a carney still knows her stuff. "It’s a living; you’ve got to pay your bills. There aren’t too many people who will hire an 86-year-old woman."

I bet she's a pretty good shot.

Keith at the rodeo

Today I got an e-mail from a good photographer friend and with it good news that he was now full time staff at his home town paper. It gives me a warm fuzzy feeling that he's found a place in this crazy world even if it is just for the moment. Tonight I shot the rodeo at the local fair and couldn't help but think about how much Keith loves to shoot this kind of stuff. When I pushed the shutter on the first frame I couldn't help but think of him and the nice vertical moments he always manages to grab. The light was glorious out there tonight. Just right for kicking up a little dust.

Morning

Sometimes John will give in and I'll be lucky enough to get a photo of him. Yesterday we had coffee on the back porch while Joey napped. It was one of those times... I love you.

sis in the kitchen

There is this sweet spot in my kitchen where the sun floods through the window and casts the most amazing light on whoever is lucky enough to be standing there. last night it was Leslie as she was making some sweet treats during the golden hour.