I'm spending the weekend with Mum, out on St. Simon's Island. We've been planning this trip for months and I'm not missing it. We're leaving Thursday, and bless her, she's bringing her computer so I can blog and access e-mail every day - when I'm not out photographing anything that doesn't run away fast enough, that is.
Not all of the best things in life are free - but enough of them are that life can still be good. Bubbles are cheap, free if you make the solution yourself. The flowers a'bloomin' in my yard are beautiful and photogenic, and there's no charge for staring at the lovely moon.
I'm blessed with a strong community of family and friends who have offered to help us if we need it, something that not everyone can claim. For this, I am grateful.
I've invented a new ride - the Redneck Roller Coaster. That's when you put your kid in the back of a pickup truck and go up and down a hilly neighborhood street**, eliciting shrieks and giggles from the back. Not that I did that - I totally held onto the Evil Genius the whole time. Ahem.
* No kittens were harmed in the writing of this post or the futzing with the computer.
** A street ending in a cul-de-sac with almost no traffic in a tiny, quiet neighborhood, and yes, it's totally against the law here so please don't narc