Friday, March 16, 2012

Before I forget

Two days ago - when a bunch of the neighborhood kids were over - it neared 6:00pm.

AND I hear hollerin' from the 2 different houses next to me:

"CONNER!!! TIME TO COME HOME!!!"

"ABBEY!!! TIME TO COME HOME!!!!"

It sounded like voices coming from the woods and were so clear. But it cracked me up - like the triangle cattle call to eat.

And it made my heart happy.

Because we don't live with our neighbors within arms reach of our walls. One house is so far tucked in the back, people don't even see it. The other is at least 50-100 yards away. So the people were really hollerin'!!

Most of the time, I really rag on our land. It's sloped, needs new grass seed, and is wooded (ie filled with disease transporting ticks). But the kids love it.

Frankly - it photographs so dang well - that it's hard for ME not to like it either. I am now working hard to earn the thousands of dollars needed to have my property landscaped by a professional with the idea of an outdoor studio in mind. It would be awesome. And would set me apart from the other photographers in the area. Plus, I love it and it would increase our property value while the market is tanking. :)