My camera is full. Brent backs it up, but we’ve been so busy. Beef sales, cows, kids. Backing up photos is way down the list. So after deleting what I could, I’m left with retro-photos. Photos of the yuppie years. Where poppies grew too fast and Cheerios stuck on foreheads.
No cows to worry about. No dogs. Just a Porsche that could possibly be damaged by the weekend suburb drunkards.
Blue Betsey Johnson skirt not touched. Other than a trip to the shops hugged around my waist.
Some dinner with friends. We cycled that night and hired a babysitter. Oh those were the days. Of two kids and cash flow.
A port-o-potty dangles while someone improves their home.
iphone at its best. Quick snaps of daily life of 2008. Daily life of a life I’ve not looked at for many years.
Running on empty. Keeps you fired. Keeps you energetic. Keeps you keeping on.