peas in a pod.

August 28, 2010

The term “great aunt” doesn’t always denote generational distinctions.




April 24, 2009

Mary Nell and I went to visit Kate and John in Mississippi in late April for Oxford’s double-decker festival. This is from a long (much longer than anticipated) nature walk we took.


…scenes from last night.

Wednesday evening Omar and I joined a couple of friends, Sean and Michelle, at the Elkhart County Fair. Not one to do things half-way, Sean insisted that we not only eat fried twinkies and other greasy sundires, but also actually catch the musical act for the evening – Hootie and the Blowfish. It was like college in Rock Hill all over again… see, I lived in Seattle when grunge emerged from there, and I lived in South Carolina when Hootie made it big. The difference was that I didn’t know anyone who had seen any grunge band before they were cool and everyone in Rock Hill, South Carolina had seen Hootie. It was truly small town boys (including one from Rock Vegas himself) make it big. I, however, came into the scene a little late and had never seen the boys live. It was pretty cool to finally catch up to that train. Darius Rucker’s voice is amazing and he and his band mates put on a great show (especially considering it was a free to fairgoers).

Here are some photos chronicling the event (by the way, they’re all from Omar who’s not really a county fair type of guy, so he kept himself entertained by playing with the camera until it ran out of batteries):

letting go.

May 12, 2008

Peace be with you, Dylan. Have no fear for those you’ll leave behind. You made your mark on this world and will live on in it long after your body leaves.

“What we once enjoyed an deeply loved we can never lose, for all the we love deeply becomes a part of us.” ~Helen Keller

“Letting Go” by Miss Linda.