gray

Yesterday was very gray.

This made me very happy. I love the rain.

Lately, I've been taking my camera, the Nikon Coolpix P5100, everywhere. My husband brings his trusty Nikon F4. It's a nice camera, but not digital.

I think he's beginning to notice how much fun I'm having with the digital.

It's okay, soon enough, I hope, he'll be sporting around with the Nikon D3! What a beauty. :o)

In the meantime, here's yesterday.

ahhh spring!...or is it?

While it is not officially declared the spring season, I'm watching (with too much excitement) a line of severe spring-like storms. These storms are heading this way now, so this post will be a bit short. heheee
I hope to get back to this when the storm passes...got some pics of today's gloom to post! :oD

It is 11:30pm, and somewhere west of here has already been issued a tornado warning~~ lots of wind, lots of big hail.
Looks like it'll be a busy night!

I love storms. I really shouldn't... But, I do.

There is a cold front behind the line. Tomorrow we are expecting the temp to drop drastically. Today's temp was around 70 degrees. Might get snow tomorrow, and a freeze!

Ahhhh...Texas!

people or plastic?

This week was a long one. Lots to be done.

Most of it was enjoyable. I've only one gripe...

Plastic people.

This town seems to be full of them. Those who are more concerned about appearances and swollen pocketbooks. The type of people who run non-celluloids over in the parking lot with their suburban assault vehicles and run over them again with their shopping carts, because they just don't "see" them. And if plastic people, by some odd chance or particular alignment of the stars, actually apologize for this lack of vision, they won't look a person in the eye or exude any hint of sincerity at all!

I'm not sure where these neoprene humanoids came from, though I dare say they are not native to the area. This state of Texas is, after all, known for its hospitality... right?

I swear, once, when someone actually looked me in the eyes and spoke friendly to me, I nearly cried, touched by the connection. Such a rare thing.

Makes me almost miss home.

Almost.

Ah well, perhaps if only I'd stumbled across the article, "To Be a Snob or Not to Be", on Time Magazine's site a long, long time ago, I might understand the whole concept a bit better.