inspiration

I have been negligent in supplying new material to the legion of four or five people who stop by this site for the insightful and entertaining posts that I provide from time to time. For the last couple of days, I’ve tried to figure out why this is the case. In general, I like to provide pictures with anything I post. It often provides more insight too my story when I know that words can not do it justice. Taking the effort to get those pictures ready are my biggest barrier. Photoshop takes a while to load on my old computer. Resize and touchup pictures if necessary. Upload them to the site, I think I may have found a better solution, I will see how it works this evening.

It’s not like I don’t have a bunch of things to post about but lately I’d rather read a book, take a nap, visit with family, play a video game, etc. Tonight, I will see if I can get three posts up about recent things. The following is a list of topics for possible inclusion. A couple of these ideas go all the way back to the beginning of July but were entertaining enough that I don’t want to let them get left behind.

I tried to include a funny story with this rambling but nothing came to mind. I think I try to keep my self out of “funny” situations. No wait…I do have one item. Tiberious (our pug) loves to eat. He’ll eat just about anything other but behind carrots, tomatoes are his favorite thing. As the summer rolls along the tomatoes in the garden continues to grow. The pugs get let loose in the backyard to frolic around and take care of business but leave them out there for more than a couple of minutes and they gravitate to the garden. Slowly sneaking through the beds and the flowers that surround them. He takes a few cautious steps, makes the 8-inch jump into one of the raised bed and pauses by the tomatoes. His squirrelly pink tongue darts out and lashes against the slowly ripening tomatoes that hang low to the ground. The pace quickens, the pug brain knowing that the shout from across the yard is soon to come. But Tiberious loves his sweet precious tomatoes. The call comes, he pauses for a moment, steals one last lick, and trots out of the garden and back through the yard. Alas, in the coming weeks, the tomatoes low to the ground will slowly disappear as they ripen and find there way into little puggy’s tummies.