A little bit of fun outside on a sunny Saturday afternoon with a volleyball can’t be all that bad, right? My son, Keston, thought it’d be a fine time to practice his ball-handling skills and understanding of basic physics.
They're heeeeeeere! Fresh tomatoes from the garden! YAY!
Sometimes, a photo is just a photo. Taken on the correct day with a sprinkling of luck and good light, it might even become a keeper.
(click on each to enlarge, naturally)
Declaring Independence from Britian was certainly one of those classic cases of a somebody sticking their neck out and just “going for it”, despite whatever doubts or fears they might have had about the consequences. In difficult decisions that we all have to make in life that are fairly balanced in the pro/con columns and there’s no clear path towards a solution, there’s always a point at which you, to put it the way my grandmother would, “Shit or get off the pot”.
These photos go out to all those who have ever stuck their neck out and gone for the gold, and to those that did exactly that 233 years ago so we could have a place of our own, steeped in the freedoms and liberties we enjoy.
This past Saturday we took off and went to Des Moines and the Blank Park Zoo, a place I had not been to since I was a kid, and at the time simply remember there being a lot of pens with animals inside, so I really didn’t know what to expect — would it be like a fancy farm or like a real zoo? Would they have anything more exciting than a chicken?
As it turned out, the zoo is a rather nice place these days, having nice paths and landscaping and easy ways to get around to see all the sights. Unfortunately, the giraffes, which are apparently the stars of the show, were not on display due to some fence-fixing, so we didn’t partake in feeding or seeing them, but that exclusion did garner us a 20% discount, which was nice.
On the whole, the place was…OK. None of the animals were spectacular, but they were better than your average Holstein. The environment was very nice, the staff reasonably friendly (for what we interacted with them), and the weather was mint. I think, all in all, it wasn’t a completely wasted day.
Photo evidence for those of you who read Playboy for the, “articles”: (click to zoom in!)
