Yesterday I was stuck in the car for a while on the road, so I took advantage of it and played with my camera. Soooo.....here's me!
(Yeah, I know it's a bit too close, but I had my 50mm lens on and you can only hold it so far from yourself. Haha.)
Did you notice my awesome new scarf? It's one of my new favorite things! My friend Mihaela made it for me. And I LOVE it! And I love her for being so sweet and thoughtful. And I'm going to wear it everyday for the rest of winter. And I like starting sentences with "and." Here's a close-up of the yummy scarf texture and colors...
Check out my new hair! It's actually not really that red. The warm sunset light just makes it look that way.
And here is my other new most favorite thing. Or things.
I am smitten with this pair of shoes. Fifteen bucks at Payless and your feet couldn't be cuter!
And just for fun....no shoes. Notice my "finger toes". They're funny looking, but they're mine and I love them.
(I did say I was bored in the car, didn't I?)
And these are from this summer. I got them all ready to blog and them never got around to it.
This is my G.G. and Pop. They've been married a bazilion years. (Over 70 years, which is pretty close to a bazillion in marriage years.) G.G. has alzheimers and her memory is pretty much gone. But on this day, she remembered Pop and held his hand.
She is living in a private care home now. He misses her. =(
Everyone knows I have a love for feet. I like the story told by them. Most people don't realize that I feel the same way about hands. They speak volumes.
G.G and Pop's hands....
If I could tell you the things these hands have done...
G.G used to deal cards in Casinos and play boogie music on the piano with these hands...
Pop has rescued people from drowning and raced motorcycles with these hands...
I'll always treasure this picture.
Here is my Pop. He is a real-life hero and the hardest working man I have ever known. It's in his blood. (Both the heroism and the work.) As long as I've been alive, Pop has always been up before the sun and outside working in the yard or on some carpentry project or fixing something. I love this man deeply. I wish I could have every story he's ever told me on recording. He would let me tag along with him on his fishing trips even though I'm sure I just scared the fish away. He taught me how to drive stick using his own car. (Though I have since forgotten.) He loves freely and doesn't hold back his opinions and I just adore the man.
I love every wrinkle on his face and every bushy hair in his eyebrows and mustache. And the soft smile in his eyes. He's a big burly guy. The strongest man I know, but he's really a big softie, too.
And here's my G.G. It was nice to see a bit of her old self for a few minutes. She has always been so funny and lively. She's one of those spunky mischevious-type grandmas. She's always been the one who lights up a room or livens a party. I miss her...
I'm sure she had no clue who it was that was taking her picture. But she was still being friendly to me. And she remembered Pop for a few minutes which meant the world to him. And so my day was happy because of that.
I probably should have posted these in a seperate blog post, but I didn't want to put it off and chance overlooking them again.
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