Since apparently my cloudy commute pictures are depressing some folks, here’s one from the other morning, when the sun was shining in one corner of the sky:
I love how the light saturates the field with color, making the crops pop against the clouds darkening the distant sky. 🙂
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This morning started off with a beautifully colored sky, even if it did look like it was going to rain:
A couple miles further down the road, it did start to rain, and it kept it up most of the morning. I’m glad the rain has stopped now, but I do wish it wasn’t so boringly gray outside.
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The clouds on my drive home lately have been just gorgeous:
I love my commute. 🙂
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Bubbles has to be at his football games an hour early to practice beforehand. If I was attending by myself, it would be a great time to get some reading done, or some writing, or even that strange new thing the kids these days call socializing. You know, actually interacting with other actual people.
But I don’t get to do that. I go everywhere accompanied by kids – sometimes two, sometimes three, sometimes four. And while I was waiting for Bubbles’ game to start Sunday afternoon, Cricket and Miss Tadpole had fun entertaining each other, which was lots of fun to watch (more fun than the game, even, since I’m clueless when it comes to football).
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Since Bubbles was gone last weekend, we let him have a few friends over last night to help him celebrate his birthday. They had a blast playing football in the yard, staying up late watching movies, and generally eating us out of house and home.
“Let’s tell ghost stories!”
But I have to admit I felt a little bad for Cricket. He adores his big brother, and he wants nothing more than to hang out with the big boys. But Bubbles needs time away from being the big brother now and then, and there’s no explaining that to a four-year-old.
Something tells me this is going to get a whole lot worse before it gets better.
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Today started off dark and gloomy. But by noon, the clouds had parted.
Of course now the weather seems to think we’re back in July, because it was 80° all day. Still, it was a beautiful afternoon. 🙂
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Cricket and I were looking through some of my Instagram pictures tonight. He kept asking who the people were in the pictures on my feed, so finally I flipped over to my pictures and asked him who the people were in the pictures I’d posted. He did pretty well, though I think sometimes he answered wrong just to be silly.
Cricket’s nothing if not silly.
But then we came to this picture:
And when I asked him who was in this picture, without missing a beat, he said, “Um, that’s my godfather and his princess.” 🙂
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I had to go pick the kids up from Faith Formation (CCD for all you old-schoolers) last night and, as the sun is setting a little earlier each night now, I couldn’t help watching the western sky out my window as I drove north to church.
No, I didn’t take this while I was driving. (If I had, it wouldn’t have turned out so well.) I did take a couple others where the trees weren’t in the way, and they turned out just as nicely as these.
I love sunsets. And fall. I only wish the hint of green I could see in my rearview mirror would have shown up because the setting sun gave the clouds a faint rainbow appearance last night that was just magical.
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Cricket always yells for me to save him when Daddy starts tickling him, but this time, our roles were reversed:
I was the one doing the tickling and Daddy was the one doing the saving. Apparently, though, Daddy was also supposed to save him from having his picture taken.
So much for that idea. 🙂
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Today was a beautiful, glorious day, the kind of day that makes you feel glad to be alive.
As I was wandering my yard this afternoon, I happened upon these beauties. I suspect these are the last tomatoes we’ll see this year (in our garden, anyway), but there are still a few apples clinging to a half-dead tree in the yard.
I love fall. 🙂
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 