tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20814868025694676712024-02-18T21:55:30.081-06:00cmay's pic challengeThis is an attempt to work on my photography skills while looking at the world around me.cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.comBlogger367125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-45191279787926796782012-07-21T16:12:00.000-05:002012-07-21T16:12:08.284-05:007-20-2012 License Plate Flyer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I discovered this statue located outside of our science center, Exploration Place. It is made out of old license plates. The propeller is plexiglass, made to look like it is spinning. Pretty fitting since Wichita is considered "the air capital of the world."</span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-89696178660613770962012-07-09T22:32:00.000-05:002012-07-09T22:32:07.914-05:007-9-2012 A Dog's Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Triage, Jess' dog, is sound asleep, dreaming of chasing squirrels.</span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-55763343160316655802012-05-13T18:07:00.000-05:002012-05-13T18:11:31.171-05:00<h2>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Kyle went to get some crawdads for bait to fish with and this is what they gave him! Didn't know they grew 'em that big in Kansas. After playing with him, Kyle decided that if he had survived that long to get that big, he should be set free. Now this guy is terrorizing the lake floor!!!</span></span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-24276939081099214352012-01-24T20:40:00.002-06:002012-01-24T20:43:58.191-06:001-24-2012 My Mode of Transportation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuhlB8LA7nGHtX8cVzyJktCHT8xsiZNcpyKZkNNdGXPNaHPq6kOJlPHVMQeqj8Ec7ZyKIQMHlpEZBnzDyGWsmACCIegr7aa8oiO7an0t-RK5zhbFSqztUg_WIomBDlPhiufUOvd8xFazyD/s1600/trike+%25283%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuhlB8LA7nGHtX8cVzyJktCHT8xsiZNcpyKZkNNdGXPNaHPq6kOJlPHVMQeqj8Ec7ZyKIQMHlpEZBnzDyGWsmACCIegr7aa8oiO7an0t-RK5zhbFSqztUg_WIomBDlPhiufUOvd8xFazyD/s320/trike+%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701394032850039842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">The blog "Android Central" is hosting a photo contest where they give you a topic and you submit a picture taken with your Android phone. This week's topic: Transportation.</span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-31937642909950601102012-01-01T20:12:00.004-06:002012-01-01T20:22:56.850-06:001-1-2012 Birds of the New Year<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhL5eS35c1rsjCaiZPeMhBSVtMySw8QaKn1f8e67qF2mG2DgcuBdvs7pG_pe-9PKv-q9BeeBHkFNPWttH1ewm5kl4cQ3yKBaGVC1CR7JdPxiOyKvfzZOfz5qkQD_FvpTb6OQJrDE1i5E8l/s1600/DSCF0647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhL5eS35c1rsjCaiZPeMhBSVtMySw8QaKn1f8e67qF2mG2DgcuBdvs7pG_pe-9PKv-q9BeeBHkFNPWttH1ewm5kl4cQ3yKBaGVC1CR7JdPxiOyKvfzZOfz5qkQD_FvpTb6OQJrDE1i5E8l/s320/DSCF0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692852523059363618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Happy 2012!! Hard to believe we are 12 years into the millennium. We spent New Years weekend at Lake of the Ozarks, at Tim's sister's cabin. The weather was wonderful! As you can see, the birds were busy enjoying the weather as well. May your 2012 be full of laughter, love and prosperity. </span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-17627115226045927242011-12-23T23:02:00.002-06:002011-12-23T23:07:42.170-06:0012-23-11 A Work of Art<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9SZnPfs-roYjjJCyBGBZjDeGQSHylPteVdVwmjclKxz0_xlDUD5zV685JPA5usZDJ1StIwlP7vUOBpaMSMLj3DYfcyusZSc1khtBzfXaxfmYoJ9kjJwnAuCw55A4pvKc1fjZ7Wm27oq-z/s1600/IMAG0029.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9SZnPfs-roYjjJCyBGBZjDeGQSHylPteVdVwmjclKxz0_xlDUD5zV685JPA5usZDJ1StIwlP7vUOBpaMSMLj3DYfcyusZSc1khtBzfXaxfmYoJ9kjJwnAuCw55A4pvKc1fjZ7Wm27oq-z/s320/IMAG0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689556172911023330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">We had Christmas with Jessica and Jared the other night. This is what we received from them. Jessica took the the pictures. It says "May" and "est. 1982". That's the year we got married. Her photography hobby is really coming along. I wouldn't mind having some more of her pictures hanging in our home. </span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-33921469007713063822011-11-17T21:32:00.003-06:002011-11-17T21:35:58.073-06:0011-17-2011 Cone of Shame<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE30EAGLrm4CKMADfPq3LRu3qXj8o8YuJmMGU0LH9plZhbtB0il5WyxO3aOzdwijwXmgEHTxEkyFimjb_t9JMv7G-I5agL-lTNzO9QszkvRFzpSWIfK_F__cFA3vupQAqA0_bBV4CezePU/s1600/IMAG0011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE30EAGLrm4CKMADfPq3LRu3qXj8o8YuJmMGU0LH9plZhbtB0il5WyxO3aOzdwijwXmgEHTxEkyFimjb_t9JMv7G-I5agL-lTNzO9QszkvRFzpSWIfK_F__cFA3vupQAqA0_bBV4CezePU/s320/IMAG0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676173738400170450" border="0" /></a>Poor puppy! keilo had a fibrous tumor removed from his leg earlier this week. He had to wear the "cone of shame" while I was at work so he wouldn't mess with the incision. Today I took the chance and didn't put it on him. He did pretty well. It's stiff, but he's getting around not too bad.cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-61147892134106852002011-09-12T20:33:00.001-05:002011-09-12T20:35:38.880-05:009-12-2011 Old and Tired<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzhPulSyqQXUHOERP_0QehOshyphenhypheng8swnMyZ7tAWw9N3fBydXnfAB-3lykO-v5KWB2S_e5HFi4rBzQLpCq2VsyDEpEyv5d_-gZV_0Jbq02KwSad5Yxz1GZ4twQLYGrmjswKeuaKe6yHWbgd/s1600/SAM_0499.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivzhPulSyqQXUHOERP_0QehOshyphenhypheng8swnMyZ7tAWw9N3fBydXnfAB-3lykO-v5KWB2S_e5HFi4rBzQLpCq2VsyDEpEyv5d_-gZV_0Jbq02KwSad5Yxz1GZ4twQLYGrmjswKeuaKe6yHWbgd/s320/SAM_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651651441797232802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">Found this building on the outskirts of the small community I work in. I seems to have a sad, tired face. Not really sure what is inside. </span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-45629932361710553872011-09-11T20:57:00.002-05:002011-09-11T20:59:58.398-05:009-11-2011 A Perfect Morning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvFhAFrRsDZlyzPSpyCotjf63WVsvv9RGoEMC_zQn5H37n7Bb7h6mlErLM6kAa2nuOjm0EIRk3o4E4VvVps0fvGM-rCsf9rL1dth-HtOZ5hZXLeQ6ZosAYKFo8FzdTHCdkbKWXIpp5aeRh/s1600/SAM_0595.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvFhAFrRsDZlyzPSpyCotjf63WVsvv9RGoEMC_zQn5H37n7Bb7h6mlErLM6kAa2nuOjm0EIRk3o4E4VvVps0fvGM-rCsf9rL1dth-HtOZ5hZXLeQ6ZosAYKFo8FzdTHCdkbKWXIpp5aeRh/s320/SAM_0595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651286675576391474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">The weather at the lake this weekend was perfect!!!! It was cool, no wind, and not hardly another sole on lake. </span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-19801624389812304332011-08-26T14:30:00.003-05:002011-08-26T14:33:13.733-05:008-26-2011 Summer Storm<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO5ZS2hDzRZeQsJfcGdCZvUexk79YvgnVSvUjL9ODSOflUx5js2XulqEL0Fsqgb5W-P8v3YrHXkkVr8FoHNzVzDX3l3sAxHMxLdbMh7VGsskS8qoqFiGrrddzXu0imzQrTWnaZHQjcFY-8/s1600/8_24_2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO5ZS2hDzRZeQsJfcGdCZvUexk79YvgnVSvUjL9ODSOflUx5js2XulqEL0Fsqgb5W-P8v3YrHXkkVr8FoHNzVzDX3l3sAxHMxLdbMh7VGsskS8qoqFiGrrddzXu0imzQrTWnaZHQjcFY-8/s320/8_24_2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645249370426152130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">I forgot about this picture I took a couple of weeks ago when we were headed to the lake. Unfortunately, it didn't produce a lot of rain that we need so badly. Hopefully there will be some rain in the next few days. </span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-24887552297452024102011-08-23T20:20:00.002-05:002011-08-23T20:27:00.063-05:008-23-2011 The Boys at the Lake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN_miHnEy9mcbdv-hOLkxRstHtSzEWa_Aem79h0tpJjZNV0vF3w8EuJ7szvPfENLXkMzDVocX04XF-0Nri0mPUkDGxgu5uyeCj3yzdhRNL9j0LlhpPME9eaBE1ML5CidUQCOIpRtknEE1v/s1600/8_23_2011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN_miHnEy9mcbdv-hOLkxRstHtSzEWa_Aem79h0tpJjZNV0vF3w8EuJ7szvPfENLXkMzDVocX04XF-0Nri0mPUkDGxgu5uyeCj3yzdhRNL9j0LlhpPME9eaBE1ML5CidUQCOIpRtknEE1v/s320/8_23_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644226792940499458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">Here is (L to R): Wally, Charlie and Keilo. The two goldens are my brother's, while Keilo is ours. Charlie wore himself out swimming in the lake, while Wally & Keilo stayed on dry land. They all got along okay, however, Wally, being 9 months old, couldn't understand why Keilo wouldn't rough-house with him.</span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-56240710018906127942011-08-22T21:19:00.003-05:002011-08-22T21:21:25.244-05:008-22-2011 Monday Morning Rainbow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCETLiDtc9rAqi-hmuDT6LxSfncuVhMY2s7bSYRx0XjUhoWn4LyhkzWmg0orRvUnMkGlLSZTPMT3JT1LWvn2cSEKtK0x28qQrRw6vtkIgodJfdVzVhRQRthexdkmmIFaIB8kSWiekpYEL/s1600/8_22_2011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCETLiDtc9rAqi-hmuDT6LxSfncuVhMY2s7bSYRx0XjUhoWn4LyhkzWmg0orRvUnMkGlLSZTPMT3JT1LWvn2cSEKtK0x28qQrRw6vtkIgodJfdVzVhRQRthexdkmmIFaIB8kSWiekpYEL/s320/8_22_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643870482976901330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">What a great way to start the week! I went out this morning to get the paper, (yes, we still get the paper delivered as it isn't online) and this is what greeted me. What a great way to start my morning and week.</span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-14394293582658603852011-08-17T22:50:00.002-05:002011-08-17T23:05:03.292-05:008-17-2011 Jasper Newton "Jack" Daniels<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5GKByxXzUqZGb8vJ_Hx5rk9vj8H0Mb5KXHwN88IcLzmXxIFt3t0pTcLPT8RZUbF-NdvkjeOrjOAR5QLaO7hOeX3-6O5OitmCv0sRiDk4RL7xvutN4SyXCIEUtbTLCdxAga8Q-u_WJY49/s1600/SAM_0225.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5GKByxXzUqZGb8vJ_Hx5rk9vj8H0Mb5KXHwN88IcLzmXxIFt3t0pTcLPT8RZUbF-NdvkjeOrjOAR5QLaO7hOeX3-6O5OitmCv0sRiDk4RL7xvutN4SyXCIEUtbTLCdxAga8Q-u_WJY49/s320/SAM_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642038414866377842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">This is a statue of Jack Daniels, the founder of Jack Daniels Whiskey. While we were in Tennessee on vacation, we toured the distillery where they make the whiskey. The distillery is located just outside of Lynchberg, Tennessee. We got to see all the different stages of distilling and when we were through, we purchased a bottle to take with is. The ironic thing about this distillery is they are located in a "dry" county. They had to get special permission to sell bottles of whiskey and you couldn't open it on property. In the town of Lynchberg, you could get a bite to eat at "The Best Darn BBQ" restaurant; walk over the general store to get some of your Jack Daniels memoribilla; and stop and play checkers in front of the general store. (see previous post on 8-3-2011 "It's Your Move")</span>
<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-38821246635502040192011-08-16T21:31:00.003-05:002011-08-16T21:34:42.770-05:008-16-2011 Doe, A Deer<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopIStiAJ_-9RYmKuZqDDsHblU38Oga6-ZpBlluDN0OaDBztv9-m8zT1ZVNqYmnU8WGwaDDJZkxIYTm_op_6x_rYz3p-lEKLps5SEB8Yw32v21PSOHo7vOsCkTIjWoXvz2cMe6YfpkDo6o/s1600/SAM_0347.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiopIStiAJ_-9RYmKuZqDDsHblU38Oga6-ZpBlluDN0OaDBztv9-m8zT1ZVNqYmnU8WGwaDDJZkxIYTm_op_6x_rYz3p-lEKLps5SEB8Yw32v21PSOHo7vOsCkTIjWoXvz2cMe6YfpkDo6o/s320/SAM_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641647059611054290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">While we were exploring "Cades Cove" in the Smoky Mountains, this doe felt comfortable enough to show her self and munch on some greens. Although she was on alert, she wasn't spooked by the sounds of camera's clicking.</span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-73387999609733212802011-08-15T21:01:00.002-05:002011-08-15T21:05:50.320-05:008-15-2011 Clingman's Dome<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhbINXQMdZg9leEr9E-m5Y4XPCvUCP3YZHHtPqNpROWxe0cl8uR80Wq8UH5i7T3cmtkZZGHFChENhUiSqv_S4RM4d34BLVNz3TBJIph9s5dXyVScMIC1oWQSS9ZuadAa39a0EBhzlT4St/s1600/SAM_0272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhbINXQMdZg9leEr9E-m5Y4XPCvUCP3YZHHtPqNpROWxe0cl8uR80Wq8UH5i7T3cmtkZZGHFChENhUiSqv_S4RM4d34BLVNz3TBJIph9s5dXyVScMIC1oWQSS9ZuadAa39a0EBhzlT4St/s320/SAM_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641268239598413266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">More vacations pictures....This is looking out over the Smoky Mountains at Clingman's Dome. This is the highest spot in the Smoky Mountains at 6,643 feet in elevation. You can see how the mountains got their name.</span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-36969018324663566252011-08-08T22:07:00.002-05:002011-08-08T22:13:58.944-05:008-8-2011 New Found Gap<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGq0PGvi0jTKSdyRVW4ejBpoCPZtzt0MmhcKutSfEiSyxk2DAhiRzy-BrsiwJv0jUna1WvN1lyAoX3GA46-Wz-JKejvFVVf82A1KhPOX5L7e5xHlm4ieIr9b8S7tA24SyBkcufd3OvLkO_/s1600/SAM_0269.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGq0PGvi0jTKSdyRVW4ejBpoCPZtzt0MmhcKutSfEiSyxk2DAhiRzy-BrsiwJv0jUna1WvN1lyAoX3GA46-Wz-JKejvFVVf82A1KhPOX5L7e5xHlm4ieIr9b8S7tA24SyBkcufd3OvLkO_/s320/SAM_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638687725252770562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">This is the view of the Smoky Mountains along the North Carolina/Tennessee State Lines. This area is called "New Found Gap". Although this was a popular spot, you could start hiking along several trails and quickly get away from all the people. One of the trails, "The Appalachian Trail", runs along the top of the mountains, all the way to the state of Maine. Tim, Jessica & Amanda decided not to take that trail!</span>
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<br />cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-18886446240560477442011-08-07T21:47:00.002-05:002011-08-07T21:54:59.027-05:008-7-2011 Rachel's Garden<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb54p619c8XmIW7da9XLDHY5b5jpx6FkuEoncB6d8bLETQjcXle2nisVYWcHkQXXzZka19Zkl6AxY02mAuG5h0HHazLXLnxErWcAVqVqc0RatZX7YPfKqktgVv0uSmgLyEa3QEFkgGHoVU/s1600/SAM_0187.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb54p619c8XmIW7da9XLDHY5b5jpx6FkuEoncB6d8bLETQjcXle2nisVYWcHkQXXzZka19Zkl6AxY02mAuG5h0HHazLXLnxErWcAVqVqc0RatZX7YPfKqktgVv0uSmgLyEa3QEFkgGHoVU/s320/SAM_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638311342926402722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">This is "Rachel's Garden" on the grounds of The Hermitage, Andrew Jackson's home and plantation, just outside of Nashville, TN. Rachel was Andrew Jackson's wife. She loved picking fresh flowers to have sitting inside of her home. It is said that Jackson was inconsolable when she died. The gazebo is a tomb where she is buried. To the right is a small family plot where other members of the Jackson family are buried</span>.cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-56590819489854231932011-08-04T20:22:00.004-05:002011-08-04T20:28:29.947-05:008-4-2011 Streaming Sunshine<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFiVI2Cnw-ETckFJk-SI0i0hXdStsa2DU6yDBfOt7-q306Oxd7WSGawxmgFiN4R53DJEkfQjqoxNH-f43Asuq7-WEGt5Ka8enaH02dcbNEoJ8CXguhKpfuqdW0CeaSimgNrafiKWGkazP/s1600/8_4_2011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFiVI2Cnw-ETckFJk-SI0i0hXdStsa2DU6yDBfOt7-q306Oxd7WSGawxmgFiN4R53DJEkfQjqoxNH-f43Asuq7-WEGt5Ka8enaH02dcbNEoJ8CXguhKpfuqdW0CeaSimgNrafiKWGkazP/s320/8_4_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637177089678510194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">Late in the afternoon in the Smoky Mountains, the sun shined through the trees. This was taken at the cabin we stayed in. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_DyyP-_uRXFAUW5oUg9p8eRz1z4LMjKU3uIGf5uw0llyDP8elp4IBrZhIZAPUcawPAp7LCG-30iF_gFYI-Op0UY1gDwlFvqOEkLCQzf3pmwWLQAl4nqWBzFw52-2zmlq4bKNUClq_lV1b/s1600/SAM_0306.JPG"><br /></a>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-7503934720683027352011-08-03T16:38:00.002-05:002011-08-03T16:44:50.263-05:008-3-2011 It's Your Move!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0wvjiHkRZ_mfKF2_sO1NcFTNZB9TQNBH82zVk7DBoL-ecY7Ls7YAUXryEfRA0muhp1pbsqq-paxK1Hdc8neJuyzsDkSMk-ahWP5bd_pnQOhE1sEslCIunU1h-SKLvnYJYkzUkV_OJ8tI/s1600/8_3_2011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0wvjiHkRZ_mfKF2_sO1NcFTNZB9TQNBH82zVk7DBoL-ecY7Ls7YAUXryEfRA0muhp1pbsqq-paxK1Hdc8neJuyzsDkSMk-ahWP5bd_pnQOhE1sEslCIunU1h-SKLvnYJYkzUkV_OJ8tI/s320/8_3_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636748045818893618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">On the way to the Laural Ridge cabin in the Smoky Mountains, we stopped by the Jack Daniels Distillery for a tour. The distillery is located just outside of Lynchberg, TN. After the tour, we went into Lynchberg for some lunch and to check out the town. Jessica, our daughter, spotted a gentleman wanting to play checkers.</span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-44481918731811434032011-08-02T22:40:00.004-05:002011-08-04T20:21:56.151-05:008-2-2011 LIttle Cabin in the Woods<span style="font-family:arial;">This was the cabin we stayed in while visiting the Smoky Mountains in North Carolina this past week.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">The last picture is looking down the steep drive from the cabin. The inside was just as pretty. Now, to figure out how to move it to Council Grove!</span> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExdBSQNWCmVGkmS5GZv54Cz5qQ347XAvD1LyrTQnfcepZ6hoCe39WTnOeYLZmNl7Cw7V5L7PZYfwRtbv0YxrWonfkQfVSrIRhMyH7FfKd9rqjzOcepq5z5eFCyXaGzXd8Wj36wUv1opSD/s1600/SAM_0253.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExdBSQNWCmVGkmS5GZv54Cz5qQ347XAvD1LyrTQnfcepZ6hoCe39WTnOeYLZmNl7Cw7V5L7PZYfwRtbv0YxrWonfkQfVSrIRhMyH7FfKd9rqjzOcepq5z5eFCyXaGzXd8Wj36wUv1opSD/s320/SAM_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636469662649673170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVebcPjw0kDDPpRI7bARKbVjkDtL7XDDWy6YTO2-vTxHmSgLPfA8sTdDWPCjHFaIMCLxeiiXfoDSsdqOTicTOMkWfv594h6BZrc8A0gBhn7kkihmEwdf12y0GQtcFmxkr4OuCCwoJrV1b/s1600/SAM_0252.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVebcPjw0kDDPpRI7bARKbVjkDtL7XDDWy6YTO2-vTxHmSgLPfA8sTdDWPCjHFaIMCLxeiiXfoDSsdqOTicTOMkWfv594h6BZrc8A0gBhn7kkihmEwdf12y0GQtcFmxkr4OuCCwoJrV1b/s320/SAM_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637174829331494002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2DWaguj-qj44KxVwQqDnHmIckQ-JbibmtKFkrB6F6keBn1B8B6AHAYqPr9qyGQUo-9C_8mUhWDhullkqshLP4yusHwecjIKIUUrLFZ7q0ddbg0WMy4bQrN3ZIBYCNwjyzSQVqK4g-z47/s1600/SAM_0251.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2DWaguj-qj44KxVwQqDnHmIckQ-JbibmtKFkrB6F6keBn1B8B6AHAYqPr9qyGQUo-9C_8mUhWDhullkqshLP4yusHwecjIKIUUrLFZ7q0ddbg0WMy4bQrN3ZIBYCNwjyzSQVqK4g-z47/s320/SAM_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637174533214896690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsR_sME7yfEbml9Tj_uL0OvV0R1TuI5g4OYYitMCrjT4RVH0BuFa3Le9r645MPACHvwa3YCt2zIeRT7yYhV6N1G-UGjUn9Evf-Vi0Z0FQDrXfSLOhx65f4rxC61NgpUISpnxtYEmbDXJV/s1600/SAM_0257.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsR_sME7yfEbml9Tj_uL0OvV0R1TuI5g4OYYitMCrjT4RVH0BuFa3Le9r645MPACHvwa3YCt2zIeRT7yYhV6N1G-UGjUn9Evf-Vi0Z0FQDrXfSLOhx65f4rxC61NgpUISpnxtYEmbDXJV/s320/SAM_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637175135692003650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-8827721285047953152011-08-01T22:05:00.003-05:002011-08-01T22:11:12.998-05:008-1-2011 A Butterfly Garden<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFv99rRMSVy58YZUu_hNEdm-Hp6eTEQMudZyJGmso8U7j8JfvRdIUjVjyyiS3nCOLRMqZZUp9zYpvtYJCy-pMwikVurP23nekSkWD18OiJNUOeo3AhyphenhyphenrYaUXJ7mUP6EknZLagITs4EXpA/s1600/butterfly+on+flower+%2528Hermita.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNFv99rRMSVy58YZUu_hNEdm-Hp6eTEQMudZyJGmso8U7j8JfvRdIUjVjyyiS3nCOLRMqZZUp9zYpvtYJCy-pMwikVurP23nekSkWD18OiJNUOeo3AhyphenhyphenrYaUXJ7mUP6EknZLagITs4EXpA/s320/butterfly+on+flower+%2528Hermita.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636090704537993954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">At The Hermitage, in NC, the home and plantation of President Andrew Jackson, his wife, Rachel. had a wonderful flower garden. The center garden was a butterfly garden, with flowers that attract all kinds of butterflies.</span> It wasn't very hard to snap their picture.cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-64807705281067953232011-07-27T20:31:00.003-05:002011-07-27T20:42:44.780-05:007-27-2011 Magnolia in North Carolina<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqELUMdC4TgkDTdPTaygnncfkR3YZYN2eS3gXyumzSlYKcr0kn6Djl3ls-8WHSY92PfG2hBGs2SRtGR9JH3Lnk7ZfBNiwwUmxKqqxFuh5YvAxhNgiO_8-CCNOsmkHGKe2bZ1HP8rClZ45F/s1600/SAM_0163.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqELUMdC4TgkDTdPTaygnncfkR3YZYN2eS3gXyumzSlYKcr0kn6Djl3ls-8WHSY92PfG2hBGs2SRtGR9JH3Lnk7ZfBNiwwUmxKqqxFuh5YvAxhNgiO_8-CCNOsmkHGKe2bZ1HP8rClZ45F/s320/SAM_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634210153081442818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;">This magnolia flower was found at The Hermitage, home and plantation of President Andrew Jackson, located just outside of Nashville, TN. The Hermitage spreads over 1,000 acres and includes his home, garden--where he, his wife, Rachel, and many other members of their family are buried. The plantation also has the slave quarters and other out buildings. This "living" museum has costumed guides that guide you through the home, which is totally furnished with items that actually belonged to Andrew Jackson. As you stroll on the grounds outside on a self-guided tour, or audio-tour, you learn how the Jackson plantation worked and functioned. Definitely would recommend it to visit next time you come through Nashville</span>.cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-71136972735819444722011-07-10T21:43:00.002-05:002011-07-10T21:45:58.015-05:007-9-2011 A Shrimp Boil<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95ch7O2flpaZb4np0kR-j52Vo86E1qeU97IcA943DbnyoWrH0im0Wl07itRMVTO6iLt5sl7Lmr6ZPjkGyvWnlyqLfgD1jGtw8gCml_uUQJJvOdgGblBIxEavh1jh-0VhHHhyI4Dhv6388/s1600/7_10_11.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627920048317911378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95ch7O2flpaZb4np0kR-j52Vo86E1qeU97IcA943DbnyoWrH0im0Wl07itRMVTO6iLt5sl7Lmr6ZPjkGyvWnlyqLfgD1jGtw8gCml_uUQJJvOdgGblBIxEavh1jh-0VhHHhyI4Dhv6388/s320/7_10_11.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> Have you ever been to a "shrimp boil"? We went to one this weekend at our neighbors at the lake. There was shrimp, chicken, sausage, steak, pearl onions, carrots, potatoes and corn on the cob. It was yummmmy!! Thanks, Beavers!<br /></span><br /><div></div>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-88986566094890686282011-07-07T21:26:00.003-05:002011-07-07T21:33:45.140-05:007-7-2011 A Long, Quiet Country Road<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzKl2z_aVeocQO1a9QB-MOFGbtHxl-dTgf-eaehfeJZt6iZMrlo-hkZn6gZ3OhzAlanVf9A2YWF9zeh8cUwqer7F8X5BCUklQloxoHuct8rp8ye5ZhYHWfk59H0F-ZwLKC5fZXkUJUaK1J/s1600/7_7_11.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626802485520122498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzKl2z_aVeocQO1a9QB-MOFGbtHxl-dTgf-eaehfeJZt6iZMrlo-hkZn6gZ3OhzAlanVf9A2YWF9zeh8cUwqer7F8X5BCUklQloxoHuct8rp8ye5ZhYHWfk59H0F-ZwLKC5fZXkUJUaK1J/s320/7_7_11.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">This is one of many country roads in the Flint Hills. Although I didn't take the picture, (credit goes to my daughter, Jessica) I thought I'd post it anyway. Just liked the way it looked.<br /></span><br /><br /><div></div>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081486802569467671.post-83791296733798738312011-07-05T20:29:00.002-05:002011-07-05T20:32:34.562-05:007-4-2011 Mighty Fine Fixin's<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrlUrKWZUYaNr0rF38QbampJxBQKZaojJ4l5SvR0epSdLYYwdHHekqN_1FEdgzv5Bi-9yxciYZX4zXuK1yz20kIiAoOAdDr4RzfisCr-lS_k1QL6ETIePvhUKl62zCqOkCCHwabPrBTT_/s1600/SAM_0119.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626045641640443170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrlUrKWZUYaNr0rF38QbampJxBQKZaojJ4l5SvR0epSdLYYwdHHekqN_1FEdgzv5Bi-9yxciYZX4zXuK1yz20kIiAoOAdDr4RzfisCr-lS_k1QL6ETIePvhUKl62zCqOkCCHwabPrBTT_/s320/SAM_0119.JPG" /></a> We were at the lake this weekend for the 4th of July holiday. Had a wonderful time with family. This was one the the great meals we had---salmon and fresh veggies & pineapple from the grill. MMmmmmm!<br /><br /><div></div>cmayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13570777187292846942noreply@blogger.com0