Ruth and Sophia were looking at a train on the railroad, half a mile away and a few hundred feet above us.
Although this image has no real bearing upon the subject of the poem, when I first looked at it on the computer I though of Lawrence Ferlinghetti's Wild Dreams of a New Beginning. Here are a few lines that seems most fitting:
Eyes smell flowers and become them
the washed land awakes again to wilderness
the only sound a vast thrumming of crickets"
and here is the full text for those with the inclination to read the entire poem:
Wild Dreams of a New Beginning
We got one of those little backyard pools for Sophia to play in, and the other day Ruth was so hot from working out in the sun that she couldn't even take time to put on her bathing suit before diving in. Which is by the way, one of the great reasons to live out in the country, bathing suits are not strictly necessary. I couldn't run to get my camera fast enough. ;)
I took this picture just after a friend's wedding. Of course, as fate demands at an outdoor wedding, it had gotten rainy and windy right about the time the wedding was to start. Poor Sophia got rather damp (Ruth and I were downright soaked), but we love the rain, and I don't think its ever too soon to instill that love in our daughter.
Ruth and I were having a little fun taking some pics in the light of the sunset. She's 8 1/2 months along here and we figured we'd better take some more pregnancy pictures before our time runs out. I especially like this one because I think it captures the duality of being sexy and motherly at the same time.