Ojos Locos (his real name)
Comfy cozy puppy.
OH MY GOD. Ok, this is the suspension bridge I had to cross over to get to the cabin. When we arrived, it was pitch black and pouring rain. I had Ojos on a leash and he pulled me across that bridge and I thought I was going to fall to my death. It was awful. That bridge swayed and gave me such intense vertigo. I hate that bridge.
The super-creepy loft where my bed was. I was convinced it was haunted, so I slept on the living room floor.
Felix! A little friend that surprised me outside an antique shop.
Hot mountain bikers. Everywhere.
Haha, The Wooden Trout.
Naturally, aunt and uncle take me to wander through a creepy cemetary.
Fog.
The town bar.
It was beautiful the last day...but I still ran down this trail, convinced I was going to get eaten by a bear.
B-Math,
ReplyDeleteits B-Engh. I was checkin' out Woohaw!'s doodle blog (as one often should), and I saw the link to your blog and couldn't help but check it out. It's good to see you're having lots of adventures and taking lots of pictures. Don't stop. I forbid it. Also it's nice to see a blog written as nicely as yours. Your love of language manifests deliciously!
Here's where I put adventure(!) pictures sometimes:
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewAlbums&friendID=405883990
okie dokey, have a good day.
B!