My 365: Awake
I was planning to sneak in and take a picture of Leo while he was sleeping, but he surprised me instead!
My 365: Ducks in a Row
These were taken today (well, the day I’m writing this post) at Fort Zumwalt Park. Apparently somebody had gotten some ducklings as an Easter present awhile back, and then released them into the park.
“And then I said to Myrtle, I said …”
Somebody turn the ducks back over!!!
(alternate caption: “If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs…”) 
My 365: Bathtime
Squeaky clean!
Harbinger
Here he is: this is officially the very first robin I’ve seen this Spring!! I almost missed catching him … I had to race through the house, changing lenses as I ran. Then he had flown away into a further tree by the time I got back outside. But I had my 70-300mm on, so he could fly but he couldn’t hide. 
Mommies and Elephants
There is only one explanation I can think of for the phenomenon I am about to describe: most designers of baby-related products must be men. Or women who have never been postpartum.
Why else would there be baby products (bibs, books, etc.) that relate Mommy with an ELEPHANT?!?
Imagine yourself as a new mother. Your body has gone through some major changes, all in the name of self-sacrificially perpetuating the species. You come home from the hospital, very emotionally fragile — only to be greeted by a bib sporting Mommy as an elephant.
The corresponding, “I Love Daddy” bib represents Daddy as a cute, slender, agile monkey.
Leo also has a book that shows Mommy as an elephant. It has Daddy on the preceding page … and he is a rabbit. Somebody out there has a malicious sense of humor — that’s all I’m going to say.
A Very Old Picture
My mother’s family has a tradition of passing this picture down through the generations … to the oldest daughter of the family. It used to belong to my (I hope I get this right) great-grandmother’s grandmother. Which would make her my … great-great-great grandmother? Anyway, it eventually got passed down to me, since my mom’s oldest sister doesn’t have any kids.
As I am not one to argue with primogeniture (when it comes my way), I became this picture’s foster momma, at least until somebody in the family has a baby girl.
Disclaimer: I am not Catholic, nor do I speak French or Latin. Therefore, I don’t really know what this says. All the same, I am honored to host it until it gets passed on again.
Public Service Announcement
And now a message from the Only Healthy Person in the Haynes Household:
That is all. We return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
Flowers!
My husband surprised me with these beautiful flowers a couple of days ago! He told me that he deliberately got lots of different kinds, because he knew I would want to take pictures of them.
I couldn’t keep such pretty flowers to myself, now could I?
I was going to do some fancy flash and backdrop things with them, but I decided that I really like them best just the way they are: lit up from the window, and sitting on our kitchen table.
Have you lost your marbles?
If so, have some of ours!
This was just a fun idea I had today.
If you’d like to re-create, here are the steps:
1. Prop a piece of clear glass up so that you can fit your flash underneath it (I used the glass from a picture frame, propped up on two empty diaper boxes. Clever, huh?)
2. Mount your flash so that it is underneath the glass, pointing straight up. I also put a piece of blank paper under the glass, to diffuse it a bit.
3. Arrange the marbles on the glass, containing them so they don’t roll all over (my very-smart husband suggested using an empty picture frame).
4. Use a small aperture to get all of them in focus (I used f/22).
Welcome to my Pad
Well, hello there! Wanna play?
If you like fun toys, you’ve come to the right place. Behold: My Closet! In all its raging glory.
Just pick something fun, and play with it. Like this.
Are you having a good time? Are you planning to tell all of your friends and write up a favorable review of your experience? Eeeeeexcellent.
Thank you for stopping by!
