olive juice

I'm positive that

nothing says I LOVE YOU like

two interlocked bikes.

 

mom day!

Trick or treat kitty,

with those menacing, green eyes

will now haunt my sleep.

aloha.

Our new fireplace

will glow with holy flames

and hold our stockings.

burrows.

Below thyme, above

mint. Mojito anyone?

That's what it's there for!

brassica oleracea

Cabbage and collards

and kale, OH MY! Still hiding

below are the beets.

Circe

Now this little witch

refuses to be pet BUT

will eat from my hand.

love at first bite.

Newest member  of

the family, Smoke the cat,

a.k.a. smoke dog.

weekend update.

To say that Kevin 

loves meat would be a drastic

understatement. PROOF!

CANINO's

Fui al mercado.

Me encantó el mango

y las pepitas!

"A" is for acacia.

This dashing lad is

Richard Allen Koob the Third.

I trust him, alvays. 

make up post.

From left to right, its

Colt, Remmy, and Dino Cat.

I miss them dearly.

kudos, mr. butt.

Dear H-E-B coke,

How did I survive without

your bargain bubble?

tandem bikes.

Peddled past this peach

on our last expedition.

Do I dare adopt?

hip-to-the-stir.

The landscape yearbook

from ninety seventy two.

Ready to garden.

Guest Post, with inspiration from Messina Hoff

I met the maker,

Of the greatest wine ever.

For friends' home, we toast.

okay, fine.

Welcome to our house

in all its yellow glory.

Yeah, it has a porch.

double take.

With some elbow grease

it finally looks like the

end of the end (tables).

chili child.

It's true what they say,

pregnant peppers probably

make the best chili.

red, red wine.

As if I needed

another reason to have

six bottles of wine.

You rock, brother-boo.

waste not.

This is the garage

where I learned many lessons

of resourcefulness.

low tide.

Here is my grandpa

dragging us on a beach stroll.

He walks crazy fast!

P.S. Go Texans.

hot potato.

If I explained this

Teddy would have to kill you.

You know the routine.

pets part i: tucker

meet my retriever 

sadly, he does not retrieve 

but he sure is cute.

merry axe-mas.

Way to go Lego,

making little redneck men.

Looks like my brother.

Thanks Z!

thanks, turtle creek.

an ode to my new tables:

she sold these tables
for no more than the number
of teeth she had left.

No worries, they shall be disinfected, scrubbed (I mean really scrubbed), sanded, and painted. Where will these gems end up? You'll see.

mmxii.

new blog haiku:

a picture a day

inspired by alyssa

please bear with me, thanks.

I suppose I will start with one of the greatest pictures I've ever taken, my temporary co-workers at Boordy. The '09 Landmark Reserve has finally been released, just fyi. Baltimore hons go, drink, picnic, share a bottle with my alpaca friends (apparently they are not fond of hay).