Having admitted that, I will also admit that I wanted/want to be a photographer. I think I have an eye for some things. Those things I have an eye for - well, it just doesn't count that I have to take 1,000 pictures to get one that allows me to claim an artistic eye.
So, come into my house and check out my pictures. I could keep you in your chair for hours. Nevermind that it's only because you are too polite to tell me that you are bored and want to go home. I've got you here and here you will stay until I'm finished.
One nice thing about the blog setting is that you can actually skim past all the blabber that comes with every picture. Also, you can cut me off in mid sentence and you won't feel badly and I won't even know. So, go ahead, cut me off. Or, if you are predisposed and trained to sit through your aunt's showing of their last vacation, stay. I will promise not to include the pictures of personal moments or the blurry ones that require an extended explanation.
I think this is goldenrod but I'm not certain. Pretty - whatever it is.
My grapes seem to be doing good this year.
Just some water grass of some kind with Canadian Geese in the background.
I am not sure what this is. I suspect it is highly poisonous, but again - not sure.
I couldn't resist the water drops on my windshield. I'm a sucker for close ups.
These look like little snap dragons, but my weed dictionary is rusty.
The Cathedral Spires on the Needles Highway. This is a panoramic view.