The other day we had beautiful sunny weather, on a weekend.  Which was rare in and of itself.  We took the opportunity to do a little fishing.  I should stop now and mention that usually – we go out on the boat once a year.  We spend ½ the time on the dock, where we have our traditional dock picnic, and a few hours later dad gets the boat running and we head out for a bit before parking the boat for the rest of the year.  This?  Was our second time out this year, and the boat started on the first try – both times.

Unfortunately about ½ way to the fishing spot the motor died, and we sat dead in the water for about 20 minutes.  No need to fear, however.  Dad is a mechanic so one way or another we knew he would get it running.  And sure enough – he did.  But not well enough to continue to the spots he was hoping to go.  Something about fuel, and carburetors, and chokes.  Boring stuff.  It ran, that’s all we cared about.

We fished for a few hours – mom and dad caught a few rock fish, and I just fed the fish my bait.  I am terrible at fishing.  So after losing my bait a few times, and declaring it too expensive to just feed the fish – I picked up my camera, and took in the surrounding beauty.

Sometimes – when you live everyday, in the same spot, you forget to take in the simple beauty that is around you.  Since traveling, I have often said that there is NO place more beautiful than Ketchikan on a sunny summer day, and I still believe that.  I just sometimes forget to remember that.

Of course one look into the water where I saw freakishly large and ugly jelly fish like I had never seen before – reminded me to be grateful I was on top of the water, and not swimming.  CREEPY!

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I was trying to get all artsy leaning out of the boat – the creepy jellyfish quickly put an end to this stunt!

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A safer view

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Surrounded on every side

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Its kind of hard to see – but along thats our Island.  Along the coast you can see little dots – those are houses, stores, and buildings.  Its home.  And its beautiful this time of year.

 

Today wasnt exactly what I would call a bad day…just a day that needed an attitude adjustment from just about every person I ran into, or maybe it was just me.  Either way – I was in a foul mood.  Just as the day was about to come to an end, I caught a glimpse of my camera sitting in the corner where it has sat the past week.  Untouched.

I grabbed my memory card, called the dog and ran out into the sun to see what there was to capture – Hoping, for some flowers.

Sun shining, Blue skies bright as could be – I laid down on the hard gravel and paid no attention to the cars driving by.  Amandas number one rule when it comes to posting pictures is something along the lines of not having to, or not needing to post the same picture with a different angle – which I am famous for.  Today I will just have to say – Sorry Amanda, I couldnt pick just one!

Hope these pictures make you as happy as they made me.

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Moms Birthday!  Happy Birthday mom!

I was trying to write “Birthday” earlier today, it took me a handful of tries to finally get it right.  It didnt LOOK right, but I couldnt figure out what was wrong either – missing letters dont really matter that much do they?

Last night I tried to decorate the shop so when mom came in this morning it would be pretty.  But the balloons I was trying to blow up – were small water balloons that made my cheeks burn.  Also?  They decided to pop on random, making me jumpy.  Needless to say I handled them like dynomite.

It would also seem I am having difficulties with more than just words today – I cant get my picture to do what I want, so instead of doing some fancy thing with cutting the text out of a picture and making it look…interesting…I will just post the picture.

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Happy Birthday Mom!

 

(also? I couldnt get the code to work for the color I wanted. So whatevs. Green it is. On second thought, maybe I better not chance that cake…)

In a sea of seemingly endless yellow – they taunt me, reminding me of a time – when I was young.

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The colors of blue and yellow were always too much for me to ignore.  Despite their short lastings, I would pick them – and a day later, their yellow petals would drop off, leaving behind a fine layer of yellow dust.

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Amanda always arranged the flowers with great ease, putting just the right amount of green to accent the flowers, while I struggled with getting the lengths of the stems right.  Somehow I always ended up with a cup of “Floating flower heads.”  She always told me to cut the stems longer – and I never listened.  The one time I did I uprooted the entire flower.

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Walking down the road, I saw them.  Yellow and blue.  The colors, they still excite me today.

“Pick me!” they cried.  Despite my best intentions, I gave in.

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And I cut the stems way too small.