Hand Prints on the Front Steps...

When I was a little girl, I remember placing my hands into freshly poured concrete and firmly pressing down leaving two small shapes behind. Those hand prints were warmly viewed each time I passed them, and as I grew, on occasion, I measured my growing hands against the tiny forms. A simple remembrance of days gone by that I have repeated with my daughters. Hand prints on the front porch are precious memories... memories are what I hope to capture here.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

We're going to the Zoo, Zoo, Zoo... Zoosuki Style!

Warming up...

This morning Ashley and I headed to the zoo. We met her violin teacher and other violin students to perform for anyone who passed by. The past few days have been extremely hot, but this morning we were blessed with pleasant weather. The group sounded awesome. Many zoo-goers stopped to listened, then gave the group well deserved applause. Once there were no more songs to play, Ashley and I headed to the Skyfari ride. I am not a fan of heights, and I'm still wondering why I suggested we ride! Mostly, the ride was nice, but I had several 'white knuckle' moments. It was a nice morning.