The seagulls were ruthless today at the beach in Ocean City, NJ.
Joe and I went on the Giant Ferris Wheel at Ocean City, NJ.
Last night up at the big party at Provo’s lake. Waiting for the sun to set. His fireworks are still the best I’ve ever seen.
I love living just outside a small town. It’s so pretty.
Buttery-Red Potatoes, and Cheesy-Broccoli Rice ready for the oven to get all perfectly melty for a get together later!
Giving myself a quick refresher course in friendship bracelets to ensure the kids have a backup project at art camp since their sculptures are almost done.
Art camp, Pizza Hut, and the stockyards really wears a girl out. She had a fantastic day!
The mommas have a male suitor. As you can see, Reba is playing hard to get.
My hundred-plus pound lap dog, and Joelee snuggled up cozy with me on the glider.
Little evening sketch before bed. A girl from 1923.
Quick acrylic study this morning on the porch swing.
Beautiful Lola begging for attention.
Just planted my first rose next to the house. Bought it yesterday on my gallivant with Sabrina. Now let’s hope I don’t kill it.
live to ride
how did bikers ever get the reputation of being fearsome. Everything I’ve ever heard about them is always rides for charity, helping stray animals, telling kids to stay in school and doing cute stuff like this and generally being nicer than 90% of the population.
When I was like ten I was in the car with my dad and I was upset. I looked out the window and there was like fifty bikers and I waved and every single one of them waved and smiled and gave me the thumbs up and I was happy for like five days.
Just hanging out in the tree fort. We’re cool like that.