(you can always click on a photo to enlarge it)
Driving home from a visit to the river,
I spied this little calf nursing and stopped
to take a picture. It stopped to turn around
The river was deep...the boys
(friends of my son)
measured with a stick and
figured it was 6 feet before
they JUMPED into the cold
You see I had my camera ready so
I wasn't altogether trying to stop them!
My boy was not feeling the whole jumping-
It was a bonding thing, kind of a coming
into adulthood thing.
We talked about how,
if they were Native American Indians
that this could possibly mean
you were now an adult
I've got to go back because
I was not successful getting
a bunch of Bluebells dug up...
I needed a shovel.
Second boy, in the water,
ready for anything life can throw at him now.
I turned 50 on Friday.
Imagining myself on a Smucker's jar
with Willard Scott telling what
I said were the secrets to longevity.
Which makes me think of peanut butter
Which makes me think of cellulite.
Are we done now?
I've got to go take my Geritol.
Do they still sell Geritol?
Do you take it?