The dirt biker

This was a really fun series of shots to get. I actually laid almost underneath the bike jump to catch Shane as he soared over me (it's okay mom, I wasn't actually right underneath and never in any danger). I love the blue sky backdrop.

This was at the recreation park on the very top of Christmas Hill in St. Maries. Beautiful views, it was a beautiful day, and Shane was showing off!

The coup de gras

I now have $20.50 plus a crying towel (which believe me I am using) a tissue, a life saver, some green tea, and a couple of canadian coins... and I am pretty sure they meet or exceed the value of american ones right now.

It is late, I am going to bed, and hoping the tooth fairy takes some of this money to give poor kids who have lost their teeth.

It's not enough...

I am now up to $19.50 and a life saver and a green tea bag. Do I have a complex?... hmmm....

I am afraid to go in the bathroom.

Okay, I give...

But only if I can find a good plastic surgeon for $16.75, the amount now in my jar.

I think I can no longer fool myself that folks think I am in my twenties... 

... hopefully they see me somewhere around thirty-five...

...one can only hope.

Enough already

Okay, this is really starting to piss me off! Someone left $10 in the pot. Now I am totally self-conscious... Everyone has always said I still look in my twenties. I guess it just isn't true anymore.

Big sigh...

Subtlety

Paranoia sets in when you walk into your bathroom to discover someone has contributed to your face lift fund... I think I know who it was. Are you trying to send me a message, or is the fact that you only put in a dollar mean that I really don't need to save in haste...

You know who you are. I love you anyway.

Broken down houses in St. Maries

The stories these houses could tell us...

Some of them seem to have some dark secrets. They house critters of the wild now instead of wild backwoods folk.

And they have a beauty all their own.

I was in St. Maries for a photo shoot for my neighbor's soon-to-be senior son. He wanted his photos in various places around the St. Joe river, and he took me and all my camera equipment back these old, rutty trails on a four-wheeler. Other than my back reminding me of the bumpy ride, we had a blast!

I got some great shots of him, but often digressed with various shots of old buildings, cool wild blooms and wildlife. It was a gorgeous afternoon, and I am now convinced that photography is the direction I want to continue.