GLITTER AND MIST

It was one of those mornings...

when the paying job was less important...

than capturing the fleeting sparkle...

on EVERYTHING.

Just grab the camera and RUN.

Take about a hundred photographs.

Pay no attention to the coldness melting into your jeans where you sat in the snow for a special angle.

Keep shooting away...

until the sun melts the fog and the magic evaporates.

FORTUNE COOKIE THURSDAY

DH and I went out for Chinese last night.

I had a fifty-fifty chance of getting this.  Good thing.

His said something about the ability to make wise choices.

PINK TRUCKS FICTIONAL AND REAL

A very important young man in my life brought me his favorite book.  It was the second time he had checked it out of the library.  It was full of fun pictures of monster trucks, semi trucks, and construction trucks.

Then, there was this pink garbage truck with a female name.  I wasn't sure I liked the trashy female truck.  In fact I was a little insulted.  Had a little Emily Litella moment.

Then Linda Sue posted photos of their new garbage truck.

Oh!  Pink garbage trucks are for breast cancer awareness.  That's a good thing.

That's different.  Never mind.

Thanks Linda Sue.  Thanks to all pink garbage trucks.