My New Home

So here I am, house-sitting the cleanest house ever. Alone while Jen teaches class.

Back when blogging was new there was a family who cautioned us that blogging was dangerous because people could stalk us online. They would have a cow over this post. Well, it's been six years since I started blogging, and I'm still alive. And just to warn you all, I'm sleeping with my knife tonight.

Last post about California, I promise

The Prince.

The Invisible Photographer.

The Church Elder.

The Darling Boy.

The Marchioness.

Still life from CA

This counts as a still life, right?

Ok kids, who here knows who the Sweet William is named after? (hint: he wasn't sweet)

Lilies at the San Francisco Botanical Gardens.

Trees: don't let the bedbugs bite.

A tree and a hill: Yosemite defined.

I guess I'm getting away from still life here. This is the "small" falls at Yosemite.

More Snapshots from California

Rest stops can be interesting places.

Sunset on the beach(alternately titled freezing to death at the campgound)

They sure grow funny lookin' trees over thar

The thinker at the Legion of Honor museum.

Also the Legion of Honor museum.

Travel perpetua

We are home from California. Finally. Two weeks of a eight people in a mini-van is plenty, and I hate tent camping. California actually turned out to be rather cold. Apparently the commonly known fact that all of California overlooks the beach and is always 70F is a myth, since the night temps were below 40F. We were all very thankful when the church offered us a host family for the days before Presbytery.

My sister and I are leaving today to house-sit(there's got to be a better way to phrase that- "house-sit" sounds juvenile) for a month. I've hardly been home for the past three months, but it's still so odd to be packing for another weeks-long adventure. Our plan is to get jobs in the big city(Omaha) for the summer.

I never imagined this year would bring so many varied travel experiences. I feel like I've been living out of a suitcase ever since February. And it's still the spring- what on earth will the fall season bring?

San Francisco in three days

Pier 39: we can do it. We saw the stores, ate seafood sandwiches, toured a WW2 submarine and an arcade museum. Ghiradelli Square and the Maritime museum, which wasn't worth it.

We went through a big park super fast.

There was a small Shakespeare garden as part of the larger park.

We walked around the Legion of Honor museum and lawn as well as the botanical gardens, visited Japantown, and generally drove all over the large, steep and crowded city of San Francisco.

Presbytery 2011: The Trip

Driving to our campsite in CA took two sixteen hour days of driving. I can now honestly say that I would never choose to live west of NE.

At a rest stop in Wyoming, just before it started to snow.

Watch for snakes and scorpians!

Standard lunch fare for the traveling circus.