THis frog lives in our little pond out front. Its name is Pickles. I didn't name it. If I did it would be a male frog named Brutus or something like that.

Last weekend I got up early enough to take some pictures of the morning dew. This is a very heavy crop of the original photo but of the entire bamboo tree, this is the only part I liked that day.

These are two chicks that were hanging out in my backyard drinking alcohol. One fo them is still here.

This cat is fat. He's old and he's been through hell as a cat. He deserves to chill. He's still fat, though. His name is Vinny. Just kidding. It's Yoda.

This is Carmen, the bipolar cat.

not much time lately for pictures but that's partially a lie. I have some, I just haven't posted them. Not until today... Thanks for looking!

can't get enough...

Green eyed lady

I sure do love my some Eaty kitty!

just a few from around the house

Plenty of gators around the house.

Brother Buzz gettin' bizzy

If the plant's a rockin'...

another buzzer

I've seen boobies but not blue bees. Now I have seen both.

As you can see, I am still playing with b/w and color. This might be my last for a while. I found it a bit too time-consuming... But it is something I've wanted to do for a while. Perhaps there are better things than this complicated passion flower to play this game with.

What's next?

This is my cousin Wendy. She's my cousin by marriage - my wife's cousin. That makes her my cousin, right? All of my girl-cousins are beautiful so she fits right in with the rest of them...

Anyway, this is my first attempt in Aperture with bringing color into a black and white picture. Hardly a better subject than Wendy. If she looks familiar to you, that's no mistake on your part. She's kind of a big deal.

Damn the fishnet but that's how it was taken. And actually, I have to give credit where credit is earned. I did not take this picture, it was taken from our wedding photographer, Mike. Damn the fishnet, Mike.

just stuff

Sometimes there isn't a reason to think of a fancy title. it's just stuff. no big deal.

These cats aren't real.

My wife recently ran into the house, out of breath and wide-eyed. I knew immediately that the situation wasn't dangerous, as I know her looks and expressions. "Now what?" is what I thought to myself as I begrudgingly got out of my chair to see what the commotion was all about.

Eggs.

Eggs in our teeny, tiny little fish pond of three goldfish. Frog eggs, to be exact.

The next few weeks entailed daily progress trips and viewings of the eggs. Then the tadpole/polliwogs.

Recently we have seen these little guys, no larger than your thumbnail. I've got dozens of photos on these. Expect more in the near future...