tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63732162024-03-12T23:07:36.652-07:00The Unfinished FilesTales of an unfinished mind.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.comBlogger689125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-16168483253655862112011-01-25T07:47:00.000-08:002011-01-25T07:48:36.758-08:00RecipesI've started storing all my recipes that I find online with a service called Evernote, and I just found out that I can share that with you.<br /><a href="http://www.evernote.com/pub/lacylu42/recipes"><br />Click here</a> to see the recipes. They're tagged with things like "dinner" and "winter" and "vegetables" to make things easy to find. I'll be adding to this often, so if you ever need dinner inspiration, check here!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-40978457785537532392011-01-12T07:33:00.000-08:002011-01-12T07:46:33.267-08:00In the Deep MidwinterWe have about six inches of snow on the ground that came down on Sunday and has not melted one whit since then, because the temperatures have been below freezing. Our high today is finally supposed to reach 32. You know you've been living in the cold too long when you consider that 32 might be <i>fine</i> weather for taking the dog for a walk.<br /><br />The dog, who has been cooped up inside except to do her business for the past four days, is pretty much ready to burst with energy. I just let her out, and I'm watching her do laps around the yard at top speed. She absolutely loves snow. She consumes a relatively large quantity every time she goes outside. But the temperatures have been too cold, even for her, up until today.<br /><br />Oops... She wants to be let in...<br /><br />Working from home is going pretty well so far. I love the freedom it gives me. Last Friday, I baked two loaves of banana bread for weekend breakfasts. Today, I have a pot of steel-cut oats baking in the oven and I made myself a single serving of French toast with sliced pears for breakfast with a decaf hazelnut (mock) latte on the side. We're still working out the kinks in terms of when I go into the office; I need to try to impress upon them that we should consolidate my visits as much as possible (as it takes half an hour either direction to get there).<br /><br />Oh good. Now Bella is barking at the box by the front door that arrived yesterday. It's a box of baby wipes from Amazon.com. They were such a good deal, I couldn't resist, even if there is no baby yet to wipe...<br /><br />We also got our crib mattress this week, so things are starting to look more and more put-together in the nursery. Last week we bought a car seat that goes with our stroller (we found the stroller for less than half price at a consignment store around Thanksgiving). Coupons and special offers combined to make it seem like the time to buy.<br /><br />Next on our list: a glider and a changing table/dresser. We decided that, with almost $200 in shipping charges, the dresser from JC Penny that matches our crib was too expensive, so now we're looking for a more economical option. We've found one online at Babies R Us that, even with shipping costs, is about $200, so that's probably our best choice. <br /><br />I want to know why they make all the gliders so low to the ground? I have trouble getting in and out of them now, even without trying desperately not to wake the sleeping baby in my arms.<br /><br />We'll be driving to Dallas in about two weeks for Gray's Christening and my baby shower. Expect photos, I'm sure!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-6220221219825794302010-12-10T06:06:00.000-08:002010-12-10T06:14:10.328-08:00One Moment: 20 Weeks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXv8EyLfhVUk4jtOcoQku0R5JMKIZjFvpjtEmJM2oPZVe4KJ7sSWEVOkFZ9_dEawQ8x4pTh-Lhn0mhY1gUEzxd3kzh22o9JqAWh6Xze3A05l4Y4cU7OR_tziAm0euJytwSoEKU/s1600/sunrise.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXv8EyLfhVUk4jtOcoQku0R5JMKIZjFvpjtEmJM2oPZVe4KJ7sSWEVOkFZ9_dEawQ8x4pTh-Lhn0mhY1gUEzxd3kzh22o9JqAWh6Xze3A05l4Y4cU7OR_tziAm0euJytwSoEKU/s320/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549056003086171394" border="0" /></a><br />Stole this idea from Anne, where you post a photo of a single moment on Fridays. This was the view out my kitchen window this morning.<br /><br />Today, I am officially at 20 weeks along. I feel the baby move many times a day, more and more forcefully. In less than a week, we go for the ultrasound that will hopefully tell us baby's sex. In the meantime, I'm on deadline for work (my last one at the office), trying to get ready for Christmas, and trying not to be sick every day.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-541465460484606012010-11-22T12:49:00.000-08:002010-11-22T12:50:57.815-08:00Something to live up to<blockquote>I still feel that the challenge I've always faced as a writer was naming my children. And I feel that your name is like a one-line poem and that it should resonate even before somebody even meets you.</blockquote><br />~<a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=131487666">E. Ethelbert Miller</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-19639174368815079092010-11-20T11:45:00.000-08:002010-11-20T11:49:31.598-08:00Baby's RoomThe Bean's room is starting to look more like a nursery.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/5192301505/" title="DSC05495.JPG by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5192301505_b699e45671.jpg" alt="DSC05495.JPG" width="500" height="334" /></a></center><br /><br />We got the crib home yesterday after a little misstep. We had ordered it from the JC Penny catalog, and when we went to pick it up at the store, we realized that the box would not fit in either of our cars.<br /><br />So, yesterday, Brandon rented a small Uhaul, picked up the crib and brought it home.<br /><br />Thankfully, when we order the dresser, it will be delivered to the house.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/5192901656/" title="DSC05497.JPG by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/5192901656_1a29c6131c.jpg" alt="DSC05497.JPG" width="500" height="334" /></a></center><br /><br />I think it looks pretty good in there. But it does make the room feel a lot smaller. We'll have to see if the bookshelf gets to stay once we've brought in the dresser and a rocker of some sort.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-62426832251215145712010-11-02T06:08:00.000-07:002010-11-02T06:18:31.690-07:00An important moment<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1heb4vvVAPOiZYVulIJ2_RHYDFqgty5E3GtUMHEHldq38Dv5rLeiq9AqwvmlwK32fWC9ku-I-mtP7VfiNe69pUVlEwqiGWL_GxNW8yDhkSrrteLcaJnPpuGLtRH43Ijj32im/s1600/DSC05094.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1heb4vvVAPOiZYVulIJ2_RHYDFqgty5E3GtUMHEHldq38Dv5rLeiq9AqwvmlwK32fWC9ku-I-mtP7VfiNe69pUVlEwqiGWL_GxNW8yDhkSrrteLcaJnPpuGLtRH43Ijj32im/s320/DSC05094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534939366522324802" border="0" /></a><br />I look a little bewildered in this photo. And if you look very closely, you might be able to see why.<br /><br />Brandon took this picture mere moments after we discovered that we are going to be parents.<br /><br />I wish I'd taken a photo of him. He is so very excited.<br /><br />We are about 14 weeks along now in this baffling journey, starting to think about picking out a crib, starting to talk about names, almost finished clearing out the room that will be the nursery. Much less nausea (though it hasn't fully gone away), much more energy for me. <br /><br />But still trying to wrap our brains around the enormity of the thing.<br /><br />I have been craving cheese. And guacamole. Sometimes together in the form of nachos.<br /><br />I have been instructed to take photos of my belly, but have so far resisted.<br /><br />I have also been asked when I would make a baby blog. But I think, all things considered, that this is the place for any baby blogging that might happen. This blog has been with me an awfully long time (in blog years, it's ancient). It seems only right that I record the next chapter here as well.<br /><br />So stay tuned. In a few months, these unfinished files will seem even more unfinished as we bring a brand new blank page into the world.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-6854469543159042192010-08-22T15:09:00.001-07:002010-08-22T15:09:59.367-07:00Strawberries<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4914966732/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4914966732_a9785f213e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4914966732/">Strawberries</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Oh man. So many berries. So much jam!<br /><br />Yesterday, we picked 12 pints of strawberries and 6 pints of raspberries, as well as a pound of basil and bought two pounds of tomatillos. <br /><br />Yesterday, I made salsa verde. Today, I made eight pints of strawberry jam (some with balsamic vinegar—really good!), one and a half pints of raspberry basil jam, six cups of pesto and a partridge in a pear tree. That left two pints of raspberries and two pints of strawberries to freeze, and two pints each to eat fresh. <br /><br />Thank you so much to my husband who hulled about a million strawberries while I cooked!</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-48468089180347893062010-08-12T10:49:00.001-07:002010-08-12T10:49:16.463-07:00Perfect<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4784728675/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4140/4784728675_d539a6e5a0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4784728675/">DSC04684.JPG</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Is it weird that I miss his toes?</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-51924470303536219922010-08-12T10:47:00.001-07:002010-08-12T10:47:33.028-07:00Pooped<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4885890734/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4885890734_bb9b06bd27_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4885890734/">Pooped</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Sometimes, it's hard work being a puppy (or a Brandon).</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-7899217106496519912010-05-09T13:24:00.001-07:002010-05-09T13:24:38.918-07:00Puppy Hugs<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4592532607/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4592532607_0b69c01e2d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4592532607/">Puppy Hugs</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Sometimes, we like to pretend she's a lap dog.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-8478652168985476962010-04-27T10:25:00.001-07:002010-04-27T10:25:24.882-07:00Graduation Day!<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4557742479/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/4557742479_8be92a9176_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4557742479/">Graduation Day!</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Bella graduated from beginner puppy training on Sunday, and they had an adorable hat for her to wear! She looks so unhappy, though!<br /><br />I call this one, "Cone of Shame."</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-62592496731334114652010-03-15T06:59:00.001-07:002010-03-15T06:59:13.300-07:00Bella and Brandon Roughhousing<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4434611353/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2773/4434611353_5715d46759_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4434611353/">Bella and Brandon Roughhousing</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>This, my friends, is the face of puppy love. Look at that sweetness! I'm going to get a print of this and tape it to the fridge to look at when she's busy destroying something. <br /><br />More photos on flickr!</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-24988257728848688792010-02-17T06:18:00.001-08:002010-02-17T06:18:56.293-08:00Meet Bella<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4359602089/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4359602089_e91f3b1b18_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4359602089/">Bella's First Day</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Allow me to introduce you to Bella, the newest member of our little family.<br /><br />Bella is six months old and she's a black lab/border collie mix. We found her today at a PetSmart. She'd been with Every Creature Counts, a no-kill shelter here. The woman from the shelter (named Wendy!) told us that animals come to them when they've got no options left; Bella was slated for euthanasia in Mississippi before she was rescued by Every Creature Counts. So, we named her Bella because she's a southern belle.<br /><br />She was pretty shy and scared when we got her, but she's warming up to us beautifully. She's been in shelters her whole life, so she doesn't really know what to do with a house and a yard. They told us she wasn't potty trained, but we've only had one accident. <br /><br />Wendy from the shelter was nearly crying when we said we wanted to take her, because she was so scared, she wouldn't even come out of her crate. We spent more than half an hour, sitting outside the crate, tempting her with treats to get her to come close enough to be petted. Wendy said she was afraid Bella wouldn't get adopted, because no one would take the time to get to know her. But we just fell in love and felt like we could give her a forever home and all the attention she needs.<br /><br />Cleo is taking this a lot better than we had anticipated. She's not hiding or anything; she's mostly interested and a little wary, though not keen on being approached too quickly! We're really pleased that she's handling it as well as she is.<br /><br />More photos to follow, I'm sure! Or you can click the picture and go to flickr to see more photos from her first day.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-62734851131434603742010-02-11T19:41:00.001-08:002010-02-11T19:41:14.793-08:00A Preview<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4350418876/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4350418876_e743662cd3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4350418876/">Emily's Shower</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>This is just a preview of what Baby Richardson will have to look forward to when he meets his Pop.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-81528231238855378632010-01-29T08:37:00.000-08:002010-01-29T08:46:00.126-08:00Home Sweet Home<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcM3ehCOrGsbaPTP_Xbgf6mxSFSS4C9MC6C23A9vafhS-aC5WFTXjtB8jS5FaJ-ZztloaN4dW1ImqsGIeSx8dybCwWiSAgYOwxoqd0p_N4uDUWVcIb2tvJy9X0u2sVAZuQdUA/s1600-h/DSC02596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcM3ehCOrGsbaPTP_Xbgf6mxSFSS4C9MC6C23A9vafhS-aC5WFTXjtB8jS5FaJ-ZztloaN4dW1ImqsGIeSx8dybCwWiSAgYOwxoqd0p_N4uDUWVcIb2tvJy9X0u2sVAZuQdUA/s320/DSC02596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432202302845653874" border="0" /></a><br />We've been working on filling up our somewhat empty "formal" living room space so that it echoes a little less, and over Christmas, we added quite a few things!<br /><br />In the photo, you can see the lovely pillows my mom got me. I love the way the red and taupe colors pick up the colors of the room. <br /><br />You can also see the bench we bought on a whim while shopping in Dallas! It makes a great coffee table/foot rest/extra seating/extra storage piece! (It opens up so you can store things inside.)<br /><br />We also got the rice paper lamp in the corner from Ikea. It looks just as good as I hoped it would, and really warms up that corner! <br /><br />We haven't hung the curtains we bought yet, but I'm excited to see how they look.<br /><br />And also on the sofa, you'll see my favorite accessory of all: the cuddly miss Cleo in her favorite corner of the sofa.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-79985500135603621812009-11-23T09:12:00.001-08:002009-11-23T09:12:23.819-08:00The Folded Twenties<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4127776471/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/4127776471_3b09c11051_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4127776471/">The Folded Twenties</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>The Folded Twenties ROCKED the Fox Theatre Sunday afternoon. ;)<br /><br />http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/sets/72157622861461610/</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-81284001939434340372009-11-01T05:58:00.000-08:002009-11-01T06:11:42.635-08:00New Mexico, Part Tres<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036930489/" title=""King" in Red River by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/4036930489_5ac67dc7a6.jpg" alt=""King" in Red River" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />This is King, and he was kind enough to carry me around the next morning in Red River. We went horseback riding with the funniest, most polite cowboy I have ever met, up into the mountains, and it was beautiful. I sort of remembered how to ride. A little bit. Enough that I wasn't too sore the next day, at any rate!<br /><br />After lunch we left Red River and headed for Angel Fire. The town is so-named because of a crazy light phenomenon that happens sometimes at sunset, where the mountains are painted red with light. We checked into our hotel and then went on a drive to visit some local artists.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036931999/" title="Wood-fired kiln by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/4036931999_1f39e60269.jpg" alt="Wood-fired kiln" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br />This man and his wife make pottery in a wood-fired kiln. As you can see, it's bigger than he is! When this thing gets going, they have to continuously feed the fire for 40 hours straight.<br /><br />That night we had the best meal of the whole trip at a restaurant called the Roasted Clove. Exquisite food cooked up by a chef who used to be the vegetarian chef at the North Pole!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037683244/" title="On top of the world at Angel Fire by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2634/4037683244_5dd46748a6.jpg" alt="On top of the world at Angel Fire" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />Sunday morning we had some time to ourselves before heading up to the top of the mountain on the longest chair lift in the US. Then they packed us back in the vans and heading to the Buffalo Thunder Casino Resort in Pojaque. <br /><br />Finally, on Monday morning, we visited el Sanctuario de Chimayo. <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037686482/" title="Santuario de Chimayo by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3505/4037686482_47ebfe712e.jpg" alt="Santuario de Chimayo" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br />This church is a pilgrimage destination because it is said to have holy, healing dirt. It's also a photographer's dream.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036939693/" title="Santuario de Chimayo by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4036939693_a04bdc0ee1.jpg" alt="Santuario de Chimayo" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036940593/" title="Santuario de Chimayo by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/4036940593_8f6bd53a97.jpg" alt="Santuario de Chimayo" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036945121/" title="Santuario de Chimayo by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4036945121_ea4a81852d.jpg" alt="Santuario de Chimayo" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />That night, I got to have dinner with Larry and Zana, and then flew back the next day. It was an amazing trip and an amazing experience, only cementing my love for Northern New Mexico.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-66711886560326398112009-10-26T12:48:00.001-07:002009-10-26T12:48:27.715-07:00Dinner Party at Steph's House<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037376959/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3529/4037376959_7c6191eca6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037376959/">Dinner Party at Steph's House</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>We had a dinner party at Stephanie's house for an article/photo shoot, and this is one of the photos from our awesome photographer, Julie.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-8948926339269226752009-10-23T12:46:00.000-07:002009-10-23T12:58:33.199-07:00New Mexico, Part Dos<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972934570/" title="Ghost Ranch by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2508/3972934570_c88047c9bc.jpg" alt="Ghost Ranch" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />We last left New Mexico on the gorgeous expanses of Ghost Ranch. In the above photo, you can see Georgia O'Keefe's beloved Peternale (the mesa).<br /><br />From there, we got lost (only briefly) and then went to Tierra Wools which is a shop just outside Chama trying to keep the old traditions alive by ranching traditional Churro sheep that the Native Americans used to keep here, and then dying and weaving their wool in traditional ways. This shop keeps 25 local weavers employed full time.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036906355/" title="Tierra Wolls by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/4036906355_aec2bf33a3.jpg" alt="Tierra Wolls" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036905069/" title="Tierra Wolls by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/4036905069_e69f215c29.jpg" alt="Tierra Wolls" height="500" width="334" /></a><br /></div><br />That night, we were hosted at a reception by the Jicarilla Apache nation, and they sang and danced for us — and then we all joined in! It was very cool, and they were extremely friendly and willing to tell us all about their customs.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037659858/" title="Jicarilla Apache dancers by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2718/4037659858_3515556e73.jpg" alt="Jicarilla Apache dancers" height="500" width="334" /></a><br /></div><br />The weather was bitterly (and unseasonably) cold, so most of us hadn't packed appropriately. On the way to the train the next morning, our PR host let us stop at a Dollar General, where we cleaned them out of gloves, hats and scarves. It made us all a LOT happier on the train!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037663818/" title="The Dollar Store Divas by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4037663818_d0c97db9cb.jpg" alt="The Dollar Store Divas" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />Because of the cold, we got a really unusual treat: snow and changing aspens at the same time! The ride through the mountains on the Chama railroad was absolutely breathtaking. The train stops at the top, half way, where you have your choice of turkey dinner, meatloaf dinner, or soup and salad for lunch. It was actually very, very good! <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4036919261/" title="Cumbres & Toltec Railroad by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2770/4036919261_875350f6c7.jpg" alt="Cumbres & Toltec Railroad" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037672242/" title="The Geiger Group by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/4037672242_a0ba1c013d.jpg" alt="The Geiger Group" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />That isn't everyone who was on the trip, but all of us who rode the train. Carol (second from the left) turned 65 that day! So we celebrated with Little Debbie cupcakes I bought at the Dollar General! ;)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/4037679848/" title="...Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/4037679848_01690ae9d9.jpg" alt="...Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys" height="334" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />That night we were treated to a cowboy dinner, complete with entertainment, which was when I decided that I needed me a set of cowboy children. They were all so cute and polite and helpful… when they weren't trying to lasso one another.<br /><br />That's it for now! More to come!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-16543484916643393522009-10-18T13:13:00.000-07:002009-10-18T13:31:43.993-07:00Northern New Mexico Trip<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972884414/" title="Santa Fe by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/3972884414_bb2f2a2ff6_m.jpg" alt="Santa Fe" width="161" height="240" /></a><br /></div><br />Last month, I had the amazing opportunity to go on a press trip to Northern New Mexico for work. It was an eight-day trip of epic proportions that I will be writing about for our annual travel issue in 2010.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972899254/" title="Santa Fe by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3972899254_a724461ac5.jpg" alt="Santa Fe" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />We started in Santa Fe, which I'm sure many of you know, is one of my favorite cities in the world. There's something about Santa Fe that simply defies explanation: is it the light? The air? The people? The food? What makes this place so magical that even common doorways and mailboxes are photo opportunities?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972903104/" title="Santa Fe by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3530/3972903104_c734dc59a4.jpg" alt="Santa Fe" width="500" height="334" /></a></div><br /><br />I can't say that I know, but I do know that I was taking full advantage of every history walk, every restaurant stop, every moment — and full advantage of our new camera.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972137985/" title="DSC00671 by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3972137985_1c7bcae465.jpg" alt="DSC00671" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br />One of my favorite parts of the trip was a restaurant tour we took through the Santa Fe Cooking School. They take the group around town on foot, visiting four or five different fine restaurants, where you get to meet the chef and then sample some of his food, sometimes even right in the kitchen!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972913318/" title="Bandolier by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3423/3972913318_9bf3547e5a.jpg" alt="Bandolier" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />After Santa Fe, we trucked up to Los Alamos and Bandolier National Monument. It was a gorgeous day, if a little chilly, and our guided tour of the dwellings with the ranger was fantastic. (We also got a lecture on proper terminology. The people who lived here are no longer called Anasazi [which is the Navajo word for "strangers"], they are the Ancestral Puebloans. And, because in native beliefs, everything is always as it should be, they are not ruins, because there's nothing ruined about them! They are dwellings.)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972146325/" title="Bandolier by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3498/3972146325_e244e3d7ec.jpg" alt="Bandolier" width="334" height="500" /></a><br /></div><br />We also got some of the history of Los Alamos when we went back to the city, which was fascinating. Because the city didn't actually "exist" during the war, the 150 children who were born there at that time all have "P.O. Box 1667, Santa Fe, NM" as their place of birth on their birth certificates. We stayed in a hotel directly across the street from Brandon's apartment, and ate at a restaurant where he and I used to eat!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972154545/" title="Ghost Ranch by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/3972154545_efb2e965a4_m.jpg" alt="Ghost Ranch" width="240" height="161" /></a><br /></div><br />After Los Alamos we headed to Abiquiu to visit Georgia O'keefe's home. (They don't allow any photos of her home, but it was lovely: very minimalist and modern.) Then we went on to Ghost Ranch where she had a second home and where she painted much of the scenery. We took a great tour where the guide pointed out the scenery and then showed the painting of it, which was fascinating. Beautiful country, too. It's now owned by the Presbyterian church, which uses the facilities as a wellness retreat center.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3972158417/" title="Ghost Ranch by LacyLu42, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2608/3972158417_b192540dcf.jpg" alt="Ghost Ranch" width="500" height="334" /></a><br /></div><br />That's all for now! More when I upload more photos. To see the whole set that I've uploaded so far, <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/sets/72157622496406734/">click here</a>.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-58136927007874553192009-08-31T06:28:00.000-07:002009-08-31T06:29:25.982-07:00Pictures of the Garden in Late Summer<object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Flacylu42%2Ftags%2Flatesummer%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Flacylu42%2Ftags%2Flatesummer%2F&user_id=77933478@N00&tags=latesummer&jump_to=&start_index="></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Flacylu42%2Ftags%2Flatesummer%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Flacylu42%2Ftags%2Flatesummer%2F&user_id=77933478@N00&tags=latesummer&jump_to=&start_index=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-4563068714483002992009-08-24T09:52:00.000-07:002009-08-24T09:58:54.080-07:00This Our House: Episode 6 "Say Hello to Our Little Friends"About three weeks ago, we came home to discover that our <a href="http://unfinishedmind.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-our-house-episode-5-i-fought-lawn.html">four-foot square summer vegetable garden</a> had been completely dug up by something the size of a small dog. All the plants were torn out and DEEP holes had been dug in several corners.<br /><br />We filled the holes in (the plants were not salvageable—no veggies for us!) only to have a repeat performance the next day. And every couple of days since.<br /><br />About a month ago, my in-laws were visiting and saw a red fox in our yard in the early morning. That was kind of exciting! Foxes are awfully pretty and not as threatening or worrisome as seeing a coyote in your yard—OR SO WE THOUGHT.<br /><br />Last week, Brandon and I saw it for the first time—in fact we saw two at once one morning—and that's about the same time we started finding little presents left for us in the yard; so far the remnants of two birds, one rabbit, and a bag of beggin' strips dog treats, plus some droppings.<br /><br />And they're still digging up the now-empty garden square.<br /><br />We're pretty sure it's the foxes doing the digging. Someone at a local garden store suggested they might be attracted by the smell of the manure we had mixed in for fertilizer. At the advice of the internets, yesterday we sprayed all around the wood enclosing the square with ammonia, as well as in the places where they'd left droppings and refuse from their meals in hopes that it would deter them.<br /><br />No such luck. This morning, the garden plot was completely dug up again.<br /><br />Our second attempt is going to be mothballs. Brandon put a bunch of them in old socks and put one at each corner of the garden. If that doesn't work, I'm not sure what we'll try next. I've wondered if maybe a friend would let us borrow a big dog that could pee all over the yard. We've also read it might help if Brandon went out and, er, marked his territory a bit as well.<br /><br />And if those don't work? I guess we'll have to call vector control. It's not that we mind them passing through the yard, but we don't want them to make a home here, and we DEFINITELY don't want them to get habituated to digging up our garden; someday, I'd like to have veggies out there that WON'T get torn up.<br /><br />In other news, there are now two snakes. Brandon is not pleased.<br /><br />Stay tuned.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-57254931908147964172009-07-30T07:47:00.001-07:002009-07-30T07:47:42.925-07:00Housewarming Party<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3772371494/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3772371494_bf5654ffe0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lacylu42/3772371494/">Housewarming Party</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lacylu42/">LacyLu42</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>This was the spread at our housewarming party last weekend! Unfortunately, it rained, so we had to nix our plans for showing a movie in the back yard, but we still had a great time catching up with friends.<br /><br />P.S. We are STILL working on those sandwiches, because this was sandwich platter one of two!</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-25994139471255118522009-07-15T09:16:00.000-07:002009-07-15T09:38:38.918-07:00This Our House: Episode 5 "I fought the lawn and the lawn won."Sorry to have been AWOL for a few weeks. We have been busy bees, though! Two weekends ago, we started making serious progress in the yard and built a garden! Take a look:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwdRMH57QiL0MPgLTuSMM6dsKFNZN36bYfcP_fSdN01FXEQsAFmVq5hxzKJBguUK1nPyfvBhh52QKbKmOrEG8KvekgOL0b2AqoIm8I4QyoHKNQC4JnJL-H9PiV8s5oeWFG_Gx/s1600-h/DSCF0963.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwdRMH57QiL0MPgLTuSMM6dsKFNZN36bYfcP_fSdN01FXEQsAFmVq5hxzKJBguUK1nPyfvBhh52QKbKmOrEG8KvekgOL0b2AqoIm8I4QyoHKNQC4JnJL-H9PiV8s5oeWFG_Gx/s320/DSCF0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722066847861746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Brandon built a frame for our new "square-foot" style veggie garden and we decided where to put it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolxImyCTryD6R4tQpf4YDByeZ6RNH4HWzSCDh4mMCWRnKp78-aSXjbNxTa2CqWd6yrCwomcXu5uCr9e8RL9K3X6Tob3l-eA3KEz52x_hyVIwqvakbqd9zDRv0K2vhDZcNrw7s/s1600-h/DSCF0971.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolxImyCTryD6R4tQpf4YDByeZ6RNH4HWzSCDh4mMCWRnKp78-aSXjbNxTa2CqWd6yrCwomcXu5uCr9e8RL9K3X6Tob3l-eA3KEz52x_hyVIwqvakbqd9zDRv0K2vhDZcNrw7s/s320/DSCF0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722377926737714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then my sweet husband had to dig out the lawn there. I want you to know, that while he did all the digging, I mowed the entire lawn. And then did some other digging later.<br /><br />I just wanted you all to know that so you don't think I was sipping lemonaid and working on my tan while he labored.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdt8u4koc0AyyageA83hlafTp5Kbapw2zqFzj3GbejIsstyAEFr_7zMacwXyblq-FxQXgK9J5Jo15Pnacs4C6UuFhngHlcsPXwc8a8XMFLwcAqb63XGqMNfyjEdpUmxsLOt4a_/s1600-h/DSCF0973.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdt8u4koc0AyyageA83hlafTp5Kbapw2zqFzj3GbejIsstyAEFr_7zMacwXyblq-FxQXgK9J5Jo15Pnacs4C6UuFhngHlcsPXwc8a8XMFLwcAqb63XGqMNfyjEdpUmxsLOt4a_/s320/DSCF0973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724286757955442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The next day, I got my hands dirty and put the crops in. We tried to stick with things that, we were assured by our books, would do OK in late summer and fall. So here's what we planted:<br /><br /><ul><li>1 tomato</li><li>1 eggplant</li><li>1 summer squash</li><li>1 green bell pepper</li><li>1 orange bell pepper</li><li>1 cauliflower</li><li>2 bush beans</li><li>radishes</li><li>lettuce</li><li>spinach</li><li>shallots</li><li>carrots</li><li>and some marigolds to help keep bugs away</li></ul>Some of these were transplants, and some were seeds, as you can see. The transplants are mostly thriving; none of the seeds have come up yet.<br /><br />But even if the seeds don't work, this is a test year. So that's OK.<br /><br />Then, because our local greenhouse was having a sale, we put in some flowers, too!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJRZva-AGLH9Rl9sJ4l4NZ05MdIGKboFT4Sw4fnxoY-qz0d4gGTCeRUAI-A5UPmd5ACOkaR8eg5ax9-7wd6VCtPzgTODZy5n_8t7lCK8OVarLluiUGpBLADz32eyqJlXtwnJM/s1600-h/DSCF0974.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJRZva-AGLH9Rl9sJ4l4NZ05MdIGKboFT4Sw4fnxoY-qz0d4gGTCeRUAI-A5UPmd5ACOkaR8eg5ax9-7wd6VCtPzgTODZy5n_8t7lCK8OVarLluiUGpBLADz32eyqJlXtwnJM/s320/DSCF0974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358725344741184546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />These are cosmos that I put in around the base of our bird feeder (the aforementioned digging). We also planted some daisies in the back yard and some sweet william in the beds in the front for some color. <br /><br />The rest of the weekend was dedicated to pulling weeds. We have so many weeds, you guys. It's just not even funny. We considered going for a "meadow" look and just letting the weeds have their way, but it looks so much nicer when they get pulled out. <br /><br />And I'm not even talking about dandelions in the lawn, though we definitely have those too. I'm talking about four-foot tall lambs-ear looking things, and stuff with a tap root that I'm tempted to cook up like a carrot. And thistles that sting straight through solid leather gardening gloves. Not to mention this creeping vine stuff with pink flowers that would be nice enough—if it didn't think it needed to take over the world. Honestly. Kudzu has nothing on this stuff. I swear it grows about three feet overnight and if you leave a pile of it lying on the ground, I think it sprouts roots before you can move it. <br /><br />Thankfully, after about a month of solid pulling and chopping and weed whacking, we've finally made a pretty good dent in all of them. And look what we found in the back corner after we'd cleared out all the thistles and brambles:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9ks1lid8R8rRqHvE0I0snzw0GJOrBJTF5OlhyphenhyphenG8Qg5b53Gkwioe33lWGs7kJ0vxUGploXR6IqHtg6OsLFyzM3pyrvIBE-dBVmpyn_Krwn79NEHcQmfvhvQbGl8Fpd4YgaDqC/s1600-h/DSCF0968.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9ks1lid8R8rRqHvE0I0snzw0GJOrBJTF5OlhyphenhyphenG8Qg5b53Gkwioe33lWGs7kJ0vxUGploXR6IqHtg6OsLFyzM3pyrvIBE-dBVmpyn_Krwn79NEHcQmfvhvQbGl8Fpd4YgaDqC/s320/DSCF0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358726816122167858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />More pretty flowers!<br /><br />This week is going to be dedicated to emptying out the last of the boxes and hanging pictures. Then we'll have a marathon cleaning session and finally a PARTY!<br /><br />Stay tuned!<br /><br />P.S. Made a trip out to the compost bin last night and the snake is STILL THERE! I feel like we should name him; he's clearly going to become a part of the family.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6373216.post-36604358899605524622009-06-26T11:10:00.001-07:002009-06-26T11:10:58.501-07:00Photo of the day:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYJu-4sat2Z7G0iticPzGqBliSB2wteCUYWE4oqEDrVZmKIkZYoTCqKVso9IR_Sqk7aIJswnH3NReLYM16hJms3pMs32ljxl-yTo1T8ywIOR34usC7ATg_WWFex5mGf5Gl_8M/s1600-h/baby+bird.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYJu-4sat2Z7G0iticPzGqBliSB2wteCUYWE4oqEDrVZmKIkZYoTCqKVso9IR_Sqk7aIJswnH3NReLYM16hJms3pMs32ljxl-yTo1T8ywIOR34usC7ATg_WWFex5mGf5Gl_8M/s320/baby+bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351700395590324050" border="0" /></a><br />Baby bird behind the YS office:Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14047057415460097653noreply@blogger.com1