When pigs fly...

I'll be taking on a long-term subbing position for the remainder of the school year.  With only a couple of weeks between the last job and the coming job, I've had a long list of things to do.  Well... correction... mostly a list of friends that I want a chance to visit with!  With some housework thrown in for good measure....

This week, I managed to snag my dad for a day of driving all over the bumpiest little back roads we could find.  I've spent time with my kids and my parents.  I walked with my neighbor and went out for breakfast with one of my buddies.  And, as always, goofed around with a bunch of trombonists.  But I forgot to dig out my camera. 

It seems to be the people I most love and most often see that I forget to photograph.  A few years ago, we lost an older neighbor whom we loved and chatted often with.  The girls looked forward to the crazy Halloween costumes and haunted house that he put on every year.  We often visited when he was out in his front yard.  But when he passed away, I realized that we didn't have a single picture of him.  Never thought to photograph the ordinary...

Some day, I resolve to capture more of those ordinary days in photos.  In the meantime, this little antenae topper is headed to a buddy to remind her that I am going to get her photo (and have more coffee) "when pigs fly!"  Sounds like a good excuse to get together again!