126: The scene of the accident

Photo quality marginal as this comes from my cell phone. However, check out the scale of this fallen tree! No wonder poor Elizabeth slipped as we tried to get past the broken trunk. See it sticking out in front of Patrice? Two shots so you can see how we climbed our way through the tangle. Unfortunately, we wound up in the ER for treatment for the near lung puncture suffered by E.

125: Snow...again!

On Thursdays, I take Liam and Caitrin to math tutoring and sit in Panera to work, eat something or talk on the phone. I could NOT believe that we were seeing big fluffy snowflakes again.

124: The lake in my yard

How can I feature sunny crocuses one day and lakes of rain in my front yard the next? My basement is flooding, but it's an ugly photo subject so I chose to feature the source of the water that seeps underground and through cement walls. My next photo will be of snowfall. Seriously crazy weather this March.

123: Welcome croak-eye!

The harbinger of spring in my yard burst open when the sun chanced to show its face during a break from the relentless rains of early spring. (Never can figure out how to make crocus into a plural...!)

122: Sleepyhead

I am worn out from convention data entry, travel, being away from home. Debbie sips a nice herb tea before bed every night and shared hers with me. I found this at the supermarket yesterday. It was the perfect night time hot drink. Felt so good to sleep in my own bed.

120: Bux twice in a day

There's no more apt photo from our gloomy, cold drive north than one of the cheerful Starbucks signs that gave us an excuse to stop and refuel. This one was surprisingly cheery given the utterly remote outpost of Kentucky it appeared to be in! I love that you can see the Interstate.

119: BB King's

Beale Street from the top end, at night! That's Debbie walking toward our nightlife: BB King's. We had the best time eating pulled pork, sweet potato puffs with caramel and I had chili! Great music: a 17 year old prodigy first, playing rockabilly, followed by a full band with horn section of blues, MJ, and jazz. Everyone danced, including one fabulous older gentleman, missing a few teeth, but corralled by two young 20-something hotties. Black, white, young, old—everyone danced together. Debbie and I were fast friends with some boys from Baylor, a grouping of attractive 20 somethings and a white truck driver en route from NJ to Armadillo. It was an incredibly satisfying end to a wonderful convention weekend.

Photo notes: We had to wait for the BB King's to "light all the way up" because it kept losing and adding letters. I'm so pleased that when I "got it," the "Memphis Music" sign was framed properly underneath. Thought I had missed it. Fun city!

118: Great Homeschool Convention in Memphis

Hard to find time to take photos in between workshops and sales. This one is of the eating area, with the Memphis tower and lit up "M" bridge in the background.