One Day At A Time

I have so many pictures to post from my trip home, I'm just gonna take it one day at a time.   Thomas and I left on Saturday morning. We pulled out about the time Brian was beginning a weekend full of golf.  I love being excited about Brian getting to do one of his favorite things.  I know if I were around the house I'd be wanting his help.  I'm praying that as we enter into golf season, that I find endurance and extended joy during the long days.  That's a whole other conversation, One that I'll leave for another day..... on to the trip.

We got into my neck of the woods around 3.

 Before going to mom and dad's we stopped by Pine Flat Church. My mom's parents are buried here.  We got out and I told Thomas about his grandparents.  He'll never remember it, but I'll never forget it.

When we got to Mom and Dad's the sliding began.  Thomas loved my nieces old swingset.

But then Thomas fell down.

And we decided it was bathtime.

On Sunday I attended a photography workshop hosted by the fabulous Kim Box.

It was intense.  My brain felt a tad overloaded.

Josh Moates did a ton of educating.  He knows his stuff for sure.

I learned so much, I even took this picture below that {to my unprofessional eye} looks like it could be in my favorite catalog.

I've got a ton to learn, but I'm enjoying learning.

When I walked into Mom and Dad's I found a little boy that I had missed to pieces.

 My Aunt Priscilla was also there for a visit.

Got a bunch left to share, check back later.