distortion is beautiful

I love old glass and windows. Sometimes the world outside looks better when it’s a little bit fuzzy.

After the Storm

What began with thunder and lightning ended with beautiful colors.

For the grandparents

– don’t worry, Abby is still being photographed on a regular basis. The new boo-boo on the chin is courtesy of the dining room table.

12 hours later…

and all the flowers have bloomed.

hello, friend

Here’s the photo I wanted to post today:

and yet, I’m adding a few others. Why? Because I have never had a more willing model than this dragonfly. He landed a mere inches from me and posed for a good 30 minutes. When he got tired, he’d fly straight up, stretch his wings a bit, and land back in the same spot for a few more frames. I swear I saw him flip some hair over his shoulder at one point. Tyra Banks would call him “fierce”. So, in honor of my new friend:

Only in Denton…

will they shut down the streets around the square so that a 6 hour bike race can happen. They just kept cycling a short path around downtown. All I could think was this must be what nascar is like… a bunch of people fly by and then nothing for 10 seconds and then here they come again. repeat ad nauseum.

undecided

I couldn’t pick between these two today, so just choose the one you like and pretend it’s the only one I posted!

Memory

so i’m driving along today and all of a sudden a college memory pops in my head. i don’t want to forget it again, so i’m putting it into print.

let me set the scene: once upon a time, april 2000 to be exact, my best friend and roommate keri and i had decided to move from our home at denton north apartments. denton north was lovely; 1000+ square feet for about $550 a month. however it did have issues: breaking and entering was a common problem as were bugs, creepy neighbors, creepy maintenance people, and strange smells. i digress. we had decided to move it on up in the world and to do so, we needed a truck. enter my amazingly wonderful albeit too trusting older brother. keri and i drove to his place of employment, went inside and chatted for a few minutes, exchanged keys and left with a promise to return the truck on sunday.

the beloved memory: keri and i arrive at the little blue truck. i unlock the doors. we both get in. seatbelts buckled. i look down. i look at keri. keri looks at me. keri looks down. keri looks back at me. “um, do you happen to know how to drive a stick shift?” i ask innocently. “nope” she says. i look back down. “well, okay. lets get going then” i say. and with quite a few stalls and several really loud screams from both the truck and us, we eventually make it back to denton.

my brother- clueless until sunday when i returned his truck. i mention that i got pulled over for running a red light. “why’d you run it?” he asks. “too scared i’d stall if i stopped” i reply. “oh” he says as understanding crosses his face and he looks around me to make sure the truck is still in one piece.

thanks again to both dean and keri for putting up with me.

Happiness

Today’s photo:

Have you ever seen a more inviting chair? Ah, how I love the purple building (officially known as Recycled Books) in Denton.

Anyone else?

think that Katy Perry (singer of the repeatedly played “I kissed a girl” song) looks nearly identical to Lizzy Caplan (actress in cancelled TV show “The Class” and “Cloverfield” movie)??? It’s not just me, is it?

Katy Perry:

Lizzy Caplan:

also, does anyone else think that Jason Mraz’s song “I’m Yours” is the most addictive song in the world? It plays in my head on repeat for approximately 5 hours every time I hear it.