Concrete of the mind
Hi. There was a school dance last night. This means that I put in a 18 hour day. I was up at 5:10ish, was teaching by 7:15, was supervising the dance by 6:30 and got home around 11:00.
Right now, my brain feels as though it is made of concrete. It is largely immovable, heavy, and grey. Lifeless, really. Now, all I have to do is get through the day. Thanks God, for Fridays.
He’s a dandy
I took Ben to the track at my school so that he could bike around in a spot where I could see him and met my sister and her sons as well. While we were there this little girl named Ava came over to us and insisted that Ben and Luke (my nephew) play with her. Ben took off on his bike while Luke feigned interest in his bike, then took off running after Ben.
Ben, after riding for a while, decided that running would be a good break from biking. Luke took off running after Ben, while Ava chased them both. They made this adorable little running parade, up and down the concrete bleachers, then onto the track, out onto the field and back. While they were running around I found this little devil beauty growing among the concrete blocks.
Pentax K20D; Pentax M SMC 50mm; f1.7; ISO 100; 1/3200 sec.
