note to self:
When the dog is whining to go out (at 6am) and you choose to ignore her, and then you hear a thumping noise from the boy’s bedroom – do not be surprised when the dog is found, happy as you please, OUTSIDE, laying down all primly and surpremely peased with herself, by the CAR, having JUMPED OUT OF THE BOYS OPEN WINDOW!
damn dog.
So much…
….for not taking many pictures. *L* I spent all day taking many, many pictures!
Some highlights!
First, it was off to take some ‘ruins’ photos for the Photohunt – or as close to it as we could manage here where there aren’t exactly any Stonehenge’s hangin’ bout. So it was off to old town, where we took several pictures of various old homestead buildings until choosing one for the hunt. Of course, since we were there, we took some pictures down along the bluff, overlooking the beach.
Then! While we were wandering around home and I was uploading pictures, this lil guy decided to drop by for a visit…
Then! The CARNIVAL was in town, and well, one has to go spend some money so the kids can ride a couple rides and have fun. The pup discovered she was too big for the kiddy rides, and big enough for the big kid rides, so she was rather pleased with herself. A bundle of pictures can be seen here in a complete set: Carnival 2006.
For Mei
She said: Puppies! show me PUPPIES! (stop looking at me like that!)
(looks at her, exactly like that!)
I made some calls, but no one had a new litter of puppies with which to make you melt, so you get MY Pup..pies. *g* 1 Squirmy pup and 1 120 pound lap dog, coming up!
Ruins
Ruins »
Scavenger Hunt Challenge #2, Week 9 of 13
Week beginning 5.27.06
Photos Due by 6.2.06
BONUS POINTS AVAILABLE:
2 pts. if the ruins are made of stone.
3 pts. if the ruins are ancient (more than 100 years old).
NEXT WEEK: A Bird
(suggested by An Amateur’s Eye)
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One of the old homestead houses – said to be at least 75 years old. Close as we get to Ruins ’round here.. *g*
Olde Town Kenai
Kenai, Alaska
#65 [36×365]
Richard M
Making out at the piano, surprise visit by parents, stammering excuses in hopes of not being found out. Backseats of the bus, amusing conversations, steamy promises. Never in public though – no wonder my self-esteem sucked.
