HOLY...Mother of God?

That's what I could have said. But nope, that's definitely NOT what I said. I was at a couple of churches today doing photography for a historical book that's being put together. I was minding my own damn blessed business, when a wasp decided to fly up to my face. You know what I said as I ran away from the wasp?

"Holy SH*T!"

On the front steps of the stained glass doors of a 130 year old church that my ancestors brought to being, I, girl who emits curse words without thought or control, shouted the aforementioned utterance.

WHAT! Is wrong with me?! {sigh.} I apologized to Jesus and asked for forgiveness.

Then dropped the f word ten minutes later in the cemetery. Again, without thought or control. I asked for forgiveness again, but I imagine Jesus just rolled his eyes at that one. Don't worry. I'm appalled at myself enough for everyone.

ANYWAY.

Here's a local church history lesson, folks!

This is the Evangelical Lutheran Church of Dessau, TX. Built in 1876. A Texas Historical Landmark, with the lovely bluebonnets in front.

This is Immanuel Lutheran Church founded in 1874, this current structure having been built post fire in 1928. This, obviously, is a view from the cemetery with, what I think is, a crab apple tree in the foreground.

Bi. Freaking. Polar.

My fellow Texans are aware, but for those who are not, I'm going to let y'all in on a well known fact about the Lone Star state. The weather around here is bi-polar. Menopausal? Erratic? Any of those adjectives will do. One minute it's all flowers and sunshine, and the next you've got a thunderstorm on your hands. For your viewing pleasure, a sampling of mother nature's work this week:

KBCL.

I know it'll be hard, but try not to be jealous
of this right fine pretty little family.

Here's a little sampling of our session the other day. Enjoy!

Spring is in the Air. And in the front yard garden.

Peach tree blossom buds.
Peach tree blossom.

I'm not sure of the name of this one. It could be referred to as a hen and chick plant, I think.

Daffodil!

Honk if you like Canadian Geese!

A couple hundred Canadian Geese flew over my house today! Three separate flocks over the course of the day. I'm glad they keep the same flight path every year because I love hearing the mix of honking they make. I think it's neat because I'll be outside, minding my own business, when all of a sudden I hear them faintly, then a little more clear, and then it's game on for, "Find the Flock of Geese!". For real. I have to look up into the bright sky, which hurts my eyes, and try and find the little buggers. You'd think they'd be easy to spot, but not so, my friends, not so, because all they look like is tiny black specks. And once you've got a fix on them, should you lose sight, it's hard to find them again. Unless, of course, like today, there's a one-hundred and seventy count flock (yes, I counted them in this picture) flying in a triple V. It's kind of hard to miss a giant flock of birds floating through the sky. Jealous?
To get the entire "v" in the shot I couldn't zoom in that much, but if you look hard enough you can see the triple "v" I'm talkin' 'bout. 170 of them! And the crazy part is they can fly in the thousands. Now THAT would be something awesome to see.

Only 62 in this bunch.

And in between geese sightings the dogs and the Mom and I hung out today.

Sophie's ear taking flight.

Sophie being bored while we were doing yard work.

Babe's ears taking flight during a JD Gator ride. Ahhhhh BAT dog!!!

Babe doing her best Scrat impression. You know, the little critter out of Ice Age? I think she looks like him sometimes. The scar on her face is where a snake bit her a few years ago.

Though it doesn't look like it, we're moving, and Babe is helping mom drive.

Yay for fun on the farm!