Winter-Time

I hate wintertime. I don't mind the cold so much, since that means I can have a fire in the house and I love Christmas and all the surrounding holidays, but I hate winter. I hate that it is dark when I leave work these days. In Southern California, winter kinda sneaks up on you. We don't have fall (the changing colors, the chilling cold, the light rain) to break us in. Suddenly, you leave work and it is dark and you realize Thanksgiving was last week and Christmas right around the corner.

This being dark when I leave work means a few things.

I won't be getting much riding in during the week. There is always the possibility for night rides, which make for great fun, but when its dark and chilly I am much more inclined to go straight home, put on my jammies and make a fire.

I also won't be taking many new photos, since its dark when I leave work and I just want to go home, put on my jammies and make a fire.

Which also means I'll be sharing lots of older photos with you (while I sit at home in my jammies by the fire), such as these taken a few months ago near my hometown.

Have I mentioned that Hank hates water?






I really hate this, Dad.


But its okay, I forgive you.

Ahhh, for the dog days of summer.

Beach Day

The day before the last of Cowboy H's family headed back to Missouri, we spent a day at the beach.

Cowboy H loves the beach.

So does his brother.

I think if Cowboy H didn't have me and his brother didn't live in Missouri, they would become beach bums. Sleeping under the boardwalk and all. Surfing (well, boogie boarding) everyday and never wearing shoes.

I spent the day napping and tanning. I'm such a multi-tasker. Hey, it was hard work!

I also supervised.

That was hard too.

Believe me, these two needed supervision.

Especially when the flippers came out.