I go walking after midnight

Who doesn't like Patsy Cline? I mean, really? I can remember going for walks with my best friend in junior high and us singing Patsy Cline songs. I guess that shows the small town upbringing that we weren't singing Michael Jackson or Human League or something. Nope, we're singing Patsy Cline.

But, I digress.

Wednesday evening, Little Bit and I went for a walk. We made a lap and she was pointing out all her favorite things. So, we decided on our second lap to take some pictures of those things. I put a few of my favorites in there, too.

This is in my front garden. See the two iris sprouts? Those are from bulbs given to me by ArmyWifeToddlerMom. There are four I planted there, you can see three of them, I think, in this shot.


Then, the former licker of rocks wanted to take some rock pictures. We have lots of sandstone in Texas and it is one of her favorites.

and, at another neighbor's home:

Both shot by Little Bit, age 3.

She took another great one of our shadows. I was helping her hold the camera while she was sitting in the stroller. I love this pic.

We were shooting the pinwheel in the yard.

Then, there was the big haired Realtor sign in a yard.

And, lastly, little feet. I was going to just put her in her socks, but thought she should have some shoes on just in case something happened and she needed to walk. Grabbed the sandals. She took this picture, too.

I was going to shoot the Mormon missionaries. Wait, that sounded bad. Not shoot like bang, but shoot their photo. But, it was too obvious. Then, they gave me a tract for a free DVD. Army of Dad always said I was much too nice to them. I'm that nice Catholic lady who gives them bottles of water when they come to the house. Then, I show them my crucifix on the wall and they run. I usually direct them to a neighbor I don't like and mention that the person was telling me how intrigued he/she was with the Mormon faith. That usually does the trick.

I think these walks may have to become more regular. That was fun.