Bee all that you can Bee

It is springtime in Georgia. Temperatures rising, Pollen counts going higher, birds building nests, trees and bushes blooming, and bees buzzing around like they are on holiday. I was lucky enough to see this bee strolling (not flying) across our driveway. So, I got busy as a bee, ran inside the house, and grabbed my camera. I knelt down as close as possible to the little fella (close as possible for an old man who only has a 50-50 shot at getting back up after kneeling down,) and fired off a series of photos with a shutter speed of 1/5000 of a second. Imagine the embarrassment of this bee, being photographed after going out into public without shaving its’ legs. Oh, the horror. 

I showed this photo to my wife, who said, "that's a honey of a shot."

Poker Face

♫ You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away and know when to run ♫ - Kenny Rogers - "The Gambler" 

Our granddaughter, Aubree, loves to play cards with us. Not high stakes poker, but high stakes “Go Fish.” Not with poker chips, but with Cheddar Cheese Goldfish. The card game is intense and will often last into the wee hours of the afternoon. I was lucky to catch Aubree staring down her Gigi during a pivotal moment of the game. Pivotal because Aubree had already eaten the entire pot of Cheddar Cheese Goldfish and was well aware of the dire consequences of no longer playing with house money. Did Aubree Aubree walk away … or run? 

Shopping for a Chair

I’m in our bathroom, thinking about this week’s challenge and nothing is coming to mind. So, I grab one of my wife’s magazines, conveniently located next to the throne (for those extra-long bathroom visits,) and lo and behold … right there on the cover of the publication … CHAIRS! Luckily, I did not jump up and scream “Eureka!” That would have been embarrassing. Instead, I decided to tell a story of a lonely man who was without a proper chair to sit on. Off to the bedroom where I attached my camera to a tripod, set the timer to 10 seconds and raced back and forth to a tiny red seat until a halfway decent photo was snapped. Bam! Challenge done. I then returned to the throne to make sure I had put the seat back down before my wife came home. The end.

 

Double your pleasure, double your fun

 

Nightmare on Mealworm Street

 

Marietta City Cemetery

 

Urban Cowboy

♫ Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys ... Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks ... Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such ♫

Bluebird of Happiness

 

Hungry Eyes

I had a ton of B&W shots to choose from this week, so I went with one that I just quickly snapped. This is Jenny (sister to Forrest.) Jenny is a fluffy Pembroke Welsh Corgi who uses her eyes to hypnotize me into giving her extra treats. I was on my way out the door in search of a B&W photo for this week when Jenny planted herself in front of me and ...

"you're getting sleepy, sleeeeeeeeepy. You will go to the treat jar and get me TWO treats (and that doesn't mean breaking one in half) ... and then you will take my picture and use it in your photo challenge this week. When I bark, you will snap out of it and remember nothing." ... 

and as I was saying ... wait. What was I saying? Wow, I feel a bit dizzy. Why are you barking, Jenny?

The Door