...and so does our creek sometimes at sunrise. This is a different perspective from the same morning captured in yesterday's photo.
The rising sun quickly chases away the lingering morning mist as if it were an unwelcome trespasser. Things change so quickly that sometimes by the time I find my camera (which is usually right under my feet), it's too late to capture the moment.
Here's to taking the time to not only capture--but appreciate and savor--the moment.
p.s. Here's also to a good night's sleep, no work and hopefully no drama on Saturday. If there is drama on Saturday (ordinarily my favorite day of the week) I'm going to have to exchange it for a refund. Saturday came with a guarantee when I signed the dotted line acknowledging it to be the best.
p.p.s. Chesapeake Bay Woman's past two days could overflow and clog up a screenplay writer's
Have a great Saturday.
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OK. I'm savoring the moment. We just got home from Gloucester. Bad Ace was playing at Damon's tonight....wish you had joined us;)
Have a great weekend! I'm hoping to get over this insomnia! GAH!
BHE-Is this the band we've booked for Blog Fest? (J/K, although I know we talked about getting one.)
You were only 15 miles away from here if you were at Damon's.
Hope you got some rest.
Band for BlogFest? I may have to bring my red dancing boots. I am hoping for a drama-free day on the Bay today;)
MPM - WE had jokingly talked about getting a band and make it like Woodstock, but instead we compromised with slip and slides.
Bring the red boots, regardless. We'll put them to good use.
This photo reminds me of a scene from one of my FAR SIDE books. It had a beautiful mist in front of a chicken coop (sp) and it said " They were beautiful...these chickens in the mist". Poking a little fun at Jane Gooddall.
Baby sis
I'm all for vegging out today...because it's raining and last night was a preview of what I hope Sunday isn't.
I'm all for slip and slides. I heard that red dancing boots make good wine goblets.
there is a band in the glebe next weekend if you want to come. and bring your friends!!!
kitty litter
I learned word processing on a Wang... one with those BIG floppy disks, the ones bigger than the 5 1/4" ones. Remember? Admit it, you do. We're among friends.
Baby Sis-Chickens in the Mist will be the name of our Reality TV show.
GJ- The slip-n-slides (if procured, and I really want them to be) will be the photo op of the century. Actually so will anyone wearing those red cowboy boots...are you bringing PJB along?
Kitty Litter: A band in the Glebe? This is like saying Earth Wind and Fire will be playing at Central United Methodist....it's unheard of! Details, por favor. And thank you for that kitty litter. Used some today and can't tell you how much I appreciate it.
Meg - If I confess to using dial-up internet (and you saw first-hand how I can maneuver a wireless mouse) surely you know I have no problem admitting to the Wang. Fresh out of college, expecting to rule the world, I worked for MCI in Tysons on Greensboro Drive.
As a secretary.
On a Wang word processor.
Oh, the humanity. And we used MCI Mail instead of e-mail. Behind me was an IBM and the operating system was DOS.
Yes, DOS.
Signed,
400 years old.
I would like to have a whole wall of your pictures framed and in my house.
the toilet? drama? You simple must come over and read my last 2 posts you will simply feel right at home.
I looked for you at the courthouse square tonight. Richard smith was playing with his band. It was really good. We saw some old friends. We need to get together sometime soon.
The 8" floppy disk is what you are thinking of Meg.....and no, I'm not going to say a thing - it's too easy....and this is a family post:)
SMBS
(Single Male Blog Stalker)
I used Wang during college summer temp jobs at Hershey Foods. My first rule-the-world job, as you know, was as a secretary for a CPA firm in DC. But by then, we had graduated to PCs, and there was a distinct hierarchy of who got the best ones: professional staff got the 386's, and admin staff got the old 286's, which, when they died, entitled you to get a hand-me-down 386 so the professional staff could get a new one. Complete with orange monochrome screens, they were. And pre-Windows, of course. And pre-email, too. I didn't start using email till 1994.
Gawd I sound old and crochety, don't I? Someone put me out of my misery.
Signed,
401 years old.
What's this e-mail of which you write?
Signed,
Less Than 400 Years Old But Crotchety As Hell And Ignorant And Backward And We Like It That Way, Goldurnit
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