Sunday Morning... always has been a pleasant time for me, and even more so when I stopped drinking. Sit around, drink coffee, talk, read the paper, and have time enough to admire the day. The above picture was taken on the Kansas Turnpike about a year ago when we were returning from Wichita in the truck that doesn't have air conditioning. We left early to avoid the heat, and got to watch the sun rise.
Karen and I always have such a nice time traveling together, for either short or long distances. She likes the same scenery that I do (and that's damned near all of it!) and we have never gotten tired of each other's company. Sure, we run out of things to say sometimes, but when we do, it's a comfortable, companionable silence.
There will be a few more pictures on these pages in the near future. I'm going through one of those spells... y'know, when I think that I know what I'm doing? The way the world works, though, someone is gonna come along and tell me that I'm wrong... the world is full of assholes, and quite frequently they're right about things. It's still not necessary to forgive them for being assholes, though.
Due to my poor performance with the camera when I was down in Texas, I'm going to have to find a way of making some bad pictures good. I hope that I can do it with Paint Shop Pro. I'm an amateur at this, I can do pretty good with good images, but salvaging the bad ones takes talent.
More talent than I happen to have on hand, I guess. Or maybe I just don't know when "bad" is absolutely hopeless. I'm working with some pictures of Lisa Rogers that I took while I was in Texas; the images are of her against a tree, and when I took them I thought that they would be perfect. Huh, I sure fooled me on that one. She is partially in the shade, and has on a white shirt. Part of her face is black from the shadow, and the shirt is blinding white. O'well, you'll see them tomorrow anyway. I've tried a whole bunch of things using PSP, except for the retouching tool. That requires a steadier hand than I happen to have.
And, just because I got the scanner working again, and started looking at a bunch of pictures, I'm going to put an old one of me up. It was taken in 1991, one of the few times that I actually had no facial hair.
This morning started off with a thunderstorm at 06:30, a really neat one. I woke up, I guess, at the first sound of thunder, and went out and got the paper and rolled the windows up on the vehicles before the rain started. It did not rain long, we probably got less than 1/4 inch. We are still really behind, both for July and the year. North central Oklahoma has received more than their share... Blackwell got over 10 inches last week. And the people in Louisiana... they got more rain than they wanted, too.
The power went off shortly after Karen got up (I let her sleep in today, past 09:00!) so all of our digital devices are clamoring for attention with their infernal blinking. They are so irritating that I'm just gonna let them blink,