Mother’s Day

When Mother’s Day rolls around my sister in Alabama gets flowering plant from our grandmother (Great Gran or Great Great or even GG) and I get one for our mom. Plus a little something pink from my niece Ellie. Mom and Ellie love pink.

This past Mother’s Day, my mom, dad and I took a day long golf cart ride. It’s what we do in Peachtree City. It’s also one of my favorite things ever. Call me a yuppie all you want. Golf carts are awesome.

We ate sandwiches by the lake and Mom told stories about their high school chemistry teacher making Dad sit in a ditch. And how that same teacher called my distinguished Uncle Hamilton a social butterfly. If you knew my Uncle Hamilton that would be funny. Hysterical. Ludicrous even. Nice guy of course but not the social butterfly of a high school.

Glad she told me that part when I made it back to the golf cart after taking this picture. Had her timing been less opportune, Beast and I would have been a little soggy.

Following lunch, we went to check on one of my geocaches that had been logged as a did not find. Turns out someone just put it back about 20 feet off the original coordinates. Mom and Dad logged it as their first Team find.

Why, yes. I do look exactly like my dad. And my sister looks like my mom and somehow we look alike. It’s all very strange. But nice because no one can mistake us as belonging to someone else. That’s handy in crowds.

Pit stop picture because the lighting was just right. And my hours of reading tell me not to pass up good lighting.

Dad drove by almost all my old haunts, including this little park.

That’s a 80% crop from a 70mm lens. I’m super pleased that so much of the sharpness still remained at that kind of crop. I’m worried about the nip on Craig the Crane’s shoulder. Does that look bad to you guys? We saw Craig fly, so it can’t be that bad. Can’t imagine a dog getting close enough to him to take a bite. Craig cuts an imposing figure.

Stuffed with frozen yogurt from the swanky new TCBY, I eventually made it back to my own house. Where the second (first part being time with Mom and Dad naturally) best part of the day was documented.

Left over and not previously found Easter Leprechaun egg!!! NOMNOMNOM.