Right Out My Front Door

Never got a call from the magazine today, meaning that they didn't have anything for me to photograph, and leaving me, once again, with a whole day to myself. I took a nice long walk this afternoon to explore the neighborhood. The temperature had dropped to a nice cool 87 degrees to accommodate my desire to be outside (as opposed to the 90's its been all week), so I put on my tennis shoes and headed out.

Mis-matched socks are the proper beginning to any adventure.

I'm living here for free, what in the world.

Pine trees totally have flowers.

I walked around for about an hour, and every time I thought about turning around and going back, I would find something else beautiful and startling and wonderful. Like this lily pond. Every time I got close to the waters' edge to take pictures, I would be startled by the jump splash crash of the local frog population. I saw at least one bullfrog the size of my fist. What a wonderful place.

And just think. All of this is right out my front door. I haven't even really ventured out of the neighborhood yet! There's a parkway entrance less than 10 seconds from the neighborhood entrance, and I'm just waiting till my first paycheck (aka money to waste on gas), so I can go spend an afternoon up there exploring.

I'm living in the most beautiful place on earth this summer, and I am blessed I am so blessed I am so very blessed.