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Monthly Archives: October 2015
Cheerleading. Cake.
My beloved Galaxy 6 Edge is on strike or I have screwed up some of the settings because taking photos of the family cheerleader was a disaster…all 400+ were off. I salvaged these three just to have proof that I went to a football game.
This picture of Steve at lunch didn’t work out that well either but maybe I just got his bad side–he looks too skinny. My saying that will make him happy.
Cheerleader Daddy.
More. Walking. Autumn.
I went for a walk and it hailed on me. And it’s been very gray and thundery and lovely.
Summer’s End
Last week. Last walk of the summer. Oh sure I know it’s October but this is New Mexico. Fall is slow to arrive.
Sundown. Walk.
I stopped posting a daily picture because most of them were. Stupid. But here’s a better view of October. In Albuquerque, the trees don’t go gold all of a sudden, instead the green dulls, a yellowish hue appears, and then one day they all fall down.
THE SANDIA (WATERMELON) MOUNTAINS WERE ESPECIALLY JUICY THIS EVENING.
October 6, 2015. Day Begins. Day Ends.
It’s Balloon Fiesta time in Albuquerque. And one greeted us up close and personal when we arrived at work this morning.
And this evening, dinner with my baby-of-the-family granddaughter, the amazing SARA.
Okay, so the waiter took the second picture. But I handed him the camera.
October 5, 2015. Yesterday’s Flower
Cheating again. Using yesterday’s photo. Gloomy Monday. Little things wrong. Annoying. Felt off. In fact much like today’s flower. 
October 2, 2015. Overcompensating.
Since yesterday’s post was a bit of a cheat with that Big Trip photo, I will make up for it today by posting a few photos taken near North Fourth Art Center in our North Valley ‘hood.
October 1, 2015
THE AMAZING GRANDCHILDREN. TWO YEARS AGO. FROM THE LEFT: STEVEN, TERESA, ME, SARA, PATRICIA.
Photographs are the best media, better than words or painting or dances or giraffes. Well…I’m not sure I mean that but they can be pretty wonderful…because, there, I captured forever what may only last a second or may last a million years…I captured it…and it sort of becomes mine doesn’t it? Maybe that’s why some cultures believe you steal someone’s soul if you take their picture.
This morning I decided to take and post one photo every single day of October just so I wouldn’t forget to take my camera with me everywhere—my Galaxy or my Coolpix. Small problem though, I forgot to bring the cord to download to wordpress.
Today then I am cheating. Posting one photo from two years ago. But reposting photos of grandchildren is an accepted practice.
TODAY 