I often wonder what it must be like growing up in a house with a father who is a musician.
Friday nights full of music in your backyard. Bedtime with made up songs only for you.
I still smell like camp fire. The laundry isn't caught up. And the tent is still lying in a heap on my deck. When my kids were born I promised I wouldn't take them to the same place every summer. I want them to see the world. But when memories are made somewhere, really good memories, you want to go back and relive them. So every August, I find myself closing out summer in this magical place.
So my very good friend and I packed up our kids and set out to go camping.
We fed bugs cheez-its. Had fires on the beach. Found an uncountable amount of ladybugs.We washed our hair in coffee shops and we learned to pee in the woods. We rode our bikes before breakfast, we colored rocks and jumped waves. Flew kites and climbed dunes. We watched the most spectacular sunset I have ever seen. We discovered the true meaning of dirty and tired. We took our baths in the lake and felt the cold Lake Michigan water take our breath away as we dunked each other. We watched daddy long legs crawl on the outside of our tent at dawn. Tantrums were thrown as well as sand. Belly laughs were had.
Memories were made. Stories that will be told next year.
It has been super rainy here. Everyday there is rain. And while my garden is happy, I am pretty much over it. So on this dreary Monday morning I saw that I got tagged by Erika Ray to answer a few questions. When was the last time someone made you laugh really hard?
Saturday night. My brother. He is the funniest person I know.
When you woke up this morning, what was the first thought that ran through your head? (Skip to the second thing if the first isn’t clean!)
How am I going to army crawl out of this bed so Grey doesn't wake up.
Look behind you, what do you see?
I don't even need to look it's a hot mess of some kind.
What country (that you haven’t been to) would you love to visit and why?
Hmm....Australia. It' s beautiful!
Dog, cat or fish and why?
None! If it poops and needs to be fed I don't want it.
Do you speak another language, what is it, and if you don’t, what language would you like to learn and why?
I speak Grey language. Enough said.
Think of the stupidest thing you have ever done and share it with us. Okay, maybe the second stupidest thing.
Stupid not crazy right? So a very long time ago (very) I worked at Cracker Barrel. Well, while I was serving I decided I had had enough, I no longer wanted to work there. So I went up to the hostess stand and told them to stop seating me. Once I had checked out my last table I left my money, grabbed my keys and walked out to my car. To find it wasn't there. So my heart started to beat a little faster as I really scanned the parking lot. Nothing. Then I remembered my friend dropped me off. So I had to run across the street in my Cracker Barrell apron uniform and call a friend to come get me. Lesson learned-Don't be cocky and walk out on your shift.
One word to describe yourself.
What was the best present you ever received and why?
Green Bean Delivery. It's the gift that keeps on givin too. I can't help but get giddy every time I open the green box packed with goodness.
What is the first word that comes to mind when you see fireworks?
I have been given this amazing opportunity to have a solo show in the Short North during Gallery Hop!! For all of you who have never been to Gallery Hop it's a fun night hopping from gallery to gallery.
The show is all about what I love to photograph-the everyday.
You don't have to go to beautiful field with sunlight surrounding you at the best hour. It' all right in front of you.
Here is a sneak peek-there will be a total of 20 photos.
It would be super cool if you could come check it out and show your support for local artists!
It's SeanChristopher Gallery from 6-10 this Saturday July 6!!
“We have such a brief opportunity to pass on to our children our love for this Earth, and to tell our stories. These are the moments when the world is made whole. In my children's memories, the adventures we've had together in nature will always exist.”