nose dive

Most Saturday nights you'll find me at the track. This was a special feature on a Sunday... at a bigger track fully equipped with concrete retaining wall. The wall is a necessary evil for the bigger cars, not so much with the midgets.

the injured list

It's almost the end of the season, regionals are just a week away. The shortstop took a steel cleat to the shin, then two nights later(playing against the same team) had a helmet plow in to her in the exact same spot... she'll be out a week(minimum) which isn't up for another four days. Who says softball isn't brutal?

a new adventure

This was last weekend at the midget car show. I'll be official photographer at their new track this Summer.

catching the catcher....

..playing in the dirt during warm-ups.

the picnic

diamond in the rough

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ROAD TRIP!

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This was one of many sights from todays road trip. I had the rare pleasure of riding shotgun and took full advantage.

end of March

... out like a lion.

Joy from above

night game

another night, another game. with two kids playing this ball season I don't get to spend too many nights at home.

the dugout

Saturday was a cold, all day tournament. It got progressively colder with each game, which made the day seem even longer. Our girls came in 2nd place.

the other side of the door

..........more softball

I don't often stand behind the backstop during a game. This was an entirely different viewpoint than what I'm usually shooting, intending to get our star pitcher in action.. I can really feel the momentum in both of these shots.

softball

the pitcher

I don't get to catch the boys games very often once the season starts.. I'm usually at the girls softball games. I managed to get to the start of tonights dbl header... so I parked myself at center field with my big zoom.

20 years in 7 days

I'm told time flies when your having fun ...it feels like time goes faster every day.
This is my husband of almost 20 years.
I hear the new trend is tattooed wedding bands. (note the tattooed ring finger on his left hand). We went together quite a few years ago and had the artist do a simple design I drew out. His is a slightly larger, more masculine version of mine. And no it didn't hurt much.. it didn't hurt at all in comparison to getting a ring caught on something.

awesome violet

This weeks job was repairing and painting this dining room and living room. The dining room went awesome violet (a sherwin williams color)... which wasn't too different from the original color. The upper photos were taken with my camera phone. They didn't really come out too bad. The true colors show much better in the lower shots taken with my SLR.

I had one more photo to include here but I decided against it. It was my husband and painting partner. Any time I want a shot of him I can't get cooperation.. I admit I point the camera at him pretty often. So of course, any time I'm taking a shot of a job(I take 'before & after' of all our work) there he is, like it or not, right in the middle of it.

testing Daisy

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I'm trying for a little larger photo, hoping flickr does the trick.
My long tailed Boxer Daisy, daring me to grab her toy... just so she can grab it and run.

baseball

the high school boys had their first game of the season last night... it was a cold soggy start. and the diamond didn't have lights so it was an early night.

Precious

Shes a sweetheart.....and queen of the pasture.

after snow......

.......comes mud.



we're all anxious for the grass to come in.

old school

Sitting, waiting in the parking lot on a rainy afternoon for the kids to get out of practice..... this is the view. The old high school may be one of the first casualties from budget cuts.

the door in the basement

the dim lighting adds to the muted tones of the bathroom door.

not today

My timing wasn't right today, I was earlier than yesterday, the pony wasn't up.

a reminder

I drove cross country going home from work today. I got a look at the little fat pony a neighbor keeps in the pasture across from their house. The snow is melting so I got a good look at his feet... long and all curled up.
This view was from a parade last Fall, reminding me tomorrow I'll stop and take a picture of the pony.