He’s my muse. My sunshine in a world that’s grey sometimes. He’s my talker. My listener. My laugher and dreamer. My adventure maker. And the words that would describe my love for him… have’nt been invented yet. And I doubt they ever will be.
Monthly Archives: July 2011
It’s hot here. Once again I had completely different plans, but I couldn’t get myself to go where I wanted to go. So I stayed put inside. This is a pretty typical me look. At least on a weekday in front of people. Cardi. Dress. Heels. And here is a similar set.
I’m not a rule breaker by nature. And then I meet someone like her. She made it so easy to “bend” the rules to get some awesome shots. Like those hay bales…they didn’t belong to her. Or the wheat field, also not hers. And the railroad tracks… And the quonset. Not hers either. Did that...
Well, I didn’t ever intended to write about the safety of twinkle lights. I never really thought twinkle lights were ever really that dangerous. I mean c’mon…they’re twinkle lights! They have the word “twinkle” in them. Well..they are twinkle lights until they electrocute the living crap out of you and then they are the lights...