March 5: Amber waves of........weeds.
Or, crap I see out my window, on the way home from work. I'm working on a series.
March 6: This is NOT lasagna.
Let me state here, for the record, that I LOVE lasagna. And I am SO grateful for all of the help we've had for the last month and a half, from so many wonderful people. A lot of that help has come in the form of meals. A lot of those meals came in the form of lasagna.
I had lasagna everyday for lunch last week. My son ate an entire pan of lasagna himself -- because he enjoys his weirdness (I have no idea where he gets it).
Friday was the last meal before they turned us back over to ourselves. It was...wait for it...lasagna!
So on the way home, I stopped by Dairy Queen and got the polar opposite of lasagna.
(If you're reading this, and you brought us lasagna -- I LOVE YOU!)
March 7: Any guesses?
March 8: I was in an action/adventure mood all weekend. The problem is I have a terrible time making up my mind. And my wife refused to think for me. So, after much inner debate and soul searching, I watched Dodgeball.
I realize it's not in my stack of movies here.
And it's not really action/adventure.
But, I just love the line: "Nobody makes me bleed my own blood! Nobody!"
March 9: The view from the back porch Monday night. Apparently we sprang forward, right back into Winter. But now it stays lighter longer!
March 10: I came north for THIS!?
Or, why did the robin cross the road? To get away from the crazy guy with the camera who got all wet, laying on the grass to get this shot.
March 11: Once again I have called on the immense (if chaotic) brain power of the mighty Cecily, to get me out of my photography funk. Once again she rose to the challenge!
"Take a picture of the beginning of something," she said.
This is the beginning of the Legacy Highway. If you don't live in southern Davis County, in Utah, you will not understand the significance of this sign. But, for me, when this eleven mile stretch of road opened in September, it meant a twenty-five minute commute instead of an hour and ten minutes.
It was that significant.
That's 11,700 more minutes each year that I can spend at home, rather than driving home.