Long-sleeve, button-up

Went with Paris to the store yesterday to buy some Oscar de la Renta long-sleeve, button-up striped dress shirts. Then back home, he showed me his new beige suit and the book he is reading - something about making money by Donald Trump. We had tea and watched some Shopaholic movie.

I came home today to see this email from him:

"Hey Mother. I'm writing up a business plan for a parking space. I'll get it to you soon and we can go over it on Monday.P.S. - I'm writing it on FaceBook because Daniella asked me to do some "teenager" stuff."

Thanks Daniella. That boy needs some balance! If I didn't go for a bike ride with him and listen to him play his guitar I would swear he was 30-years-old working at a bank.

up and down

Nothing better than a warm summer (almost) day with a white skirt and a trampoline. Holding hands jumping up and down, up and down, around and around. Dragonflies, foxglove, giggles, and our new friend Cougar Granny.

Biker Boys of Whistler

Just a few fav shots from my new camera:

blur:



tree along the boardwalk:



blasting into cyberspace:



king of the stump:

riding up:

suspended:

Signs of Whistler

At the Skate Bowl:



Skate park sign:



More from the Bowl:



Who needs a cola when you have Mountain Life?



Skills Park (couldn't read the real name for this bike park):

Hard day

Hard day biking around Whistler. The little guy didn't want to ride to Lost Lake, but of course, I did. So we made it there... well, I did, he stayed back a bit to take his chances with the bears. With some grumbling and tears.

On the way back to the cabin, we had one last hill to climb.

The little guy stops.

"I feel like you and Daddy think I am a scab and you are trying to rip me off your skin," he says.

Wow! I loved that.

"That's a great way of putting it," I said. I was truly impressed with his choice of words and ability to speak so eloquently about how he felt.

I think we have an English major in our midst. An author. At very least, a poetic grouchy kid, that I know for sure.

The conversation flowed better from there and now, after an onion bagel and some fresh strawberries (with the bike shut away in the garage) things are good now... as always, but I just had to share this one.

Garage Nostalgia

I was introduced to a wandering rural road last week and managed to meander down it this evening to take these sleepy nostalgic shots.

Who wouldn't want to stop here for some Lowe Cost Auto Maintenance?



Lowe Cost creeping vines too!



Hmmmm... I love truck shots!



Check out the hanging ceiling.



Another dreamy angle.



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