Gold Dust

Grab your coat and get your hat

Leave your worries on the doorstep

Life can be so sweet

On the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear the pitter-pat

And that happy tune is your step

Life can be complete

On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade

But I'm not afraid...this rover's crossed over

If I never had a cent

I'd be rich as Rockefeller

Gold dust at my feet

On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with them blues on parade

Now I'm not afraid...this rover, has crossed over

Now if I never made one cent

I'll still be rich as Rockefeller

There will be gold dust at my feet

On the sunny

On the sunny, sunny side of the street!

Because I can't really help it.

I'm totally unsure whether anyone else has ever experianced this phenomenin (or problem, in my case).  But there have been times when I see a picture that I have taken, and I like it...sort of.

So, I'll go and put it through a few edits to see if I like it better.

Yes, better.  But still not the great photo that I want.

Mmmmm.

Now that is perfect.

Favorite Photo of the Day

Some Smiles

Fun needs no interpretation.

9 Lives

Just to let y'all know: my heart is fine, but I'm still in major pain.  We are still looking for an answer, and eventually we will find one.  Perhaps not today or tomorrow, but giving up isn't an option.  So, we are still plugging away at daily life.  I'm doing my best to hold on to "normal" for the kids.  Although "normal" has been given a shakedown to allow me more leniancy to sit when necissary, which is more often than I would like.  Anyways, life is still carrying on, though it is a little more stressful than it used to be.  I've been to several specialists, each giving me a clean bill of health.  So...I'm perfectly fine (still).  I just happen to have constant pain centered in my chest.  Just thought I'd share a bit of an update.  Cheers!

Camo

Now you see me...

Now you Don't.

Sketches

When you let your kids watch things like this.

Things like this happen.