A friend on Flikr, posted this lovely photo of a Dogwood tree and I had to share as it brough back wonderful childhood memories. I lived across the street from the Parsons: James, Janice, Rhonda and Macky. Growing up, Rhonda and I were bestfriends. Each year during the summer they would take a family vacation to Colorado and they would invite me. Often times, my father would say no, but I would find ways of changing his mind, like going to my grandmother or great-grandmother and getting them to persuade him otherwise. LOL! As a parent now, I see issues with that, but it was still fun. On our trips to Colorado or anywhere for that reason Janis would have to stop and take mine and Rhonda's photo in front of each and every dogwood tree that we passed. Oh, would Rhonda and I grip. One particular day we had been hanging our heads out the window and our hair was horrid. Janis got that shot too. I wanted to post this in honor of my bestfriend Rhonda and her family as we have drifted apart over the years. But the memories of all the fun times we shared still exsist. Love you guys where ever you are....
Also, I wanted to share the ledgend of the Dogwood as I have never heard it before and thought it was truly beautiful. Thanks Maorlando for taking such a wonderful shot and sharing with us.
American by Birth, Texas by the Grace of God, United States
My greatest accomplishment is being a MOM! After that nothing is really important if you take that away....
However, in the quiet moments, before the roosters crow, and the sun begins to peek above the trees, I love to sit and scrapbook and work on my family heritage.
Since discovering Scrapbooking two years ago, I have also rediscovered my camera.... looking through the lens at the world gives new meaning and light to everything I see. Everything is a moment to capture and create.
When spending time with family and friends, I love to spend time outdoors, riding horses, playing in the mud, hunting and fishing and doing whatever our hearts desire...the smallest of moments are my greates joys.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but instead by the number of moments that take our breath away"