The One with the Weird Pond

There is this totally weird looking pond at the very front of our neighborhood that has these horrible looking trees sprouting up out of the water for no apparent reason. I hate those trees; they drive the OCD part of me insane. But I was bored and looking for a new photography spot, so I headed over there for a while this afternoon. I got some surprisingly good photos despite the crappiness of the pond.

The One with the Swamp

I thought about calling this one "The One Where I Exercise Bad Judgment and Wander Around in a Random Swamp," which would be a more appropriate title, but that was just too long. So I will just put a disclaimer. I was bored and feeling hormonal, so I decided to cheer myself up by going to take a few pictures. I had seen this really pretty tree up the street with pink blooms, so I planned for just a short walk to get some pictures of the tree. Since I was planning on a short walk, I didn't bother to change out of my flip flops (and these weren't even my good Rainbows; these were my rubber & cloth SC flops). After I hit up the tree, I decided to scope out the pond for ducks since I had the bigger lens on my camera today, and the pond was only a bit further. As I was at the pond, I noticed a path winding through the swamp. I figured, hey, why not, so I started walking down it. Like I said, probably not the smartest idea for several reasons: a) I'm wearing really flimsy flip flops, b) I don't have my cell and no one knows where I am, c) I don't really even know where I am having never been through this random swamp before, and d) I'm ginormously pregnant. Ignoring all of this, I plow my way through the swamp. It ended up being really awesome and I took about 200 pictures, most of which turned out really great, so either I'm going to have to be really choosy about what I post here, or I'm just going to be posting swamp pictures pretty much every day for the next month. The craziest part of the whole thing was when I got all the way to the end of the path through the swamp and it opened up into this huge, gorgeous pond. I felt like I had wandered into Narnia or something (except post-White-Witch, as it fortunately was not winter there). Anyway, I give you my swamp photos (I promise they are better than that sounds)!

The One Where Melman is Pink, Part 2

The One Where Melman is Pink

Last night, I discovered that our Jane Magnolia tree (whose name happens to be Melman - click here for the full back story) was covered in gorgeous pinkish purple blooms!

The One Where I Make Fun of LOST

MAJOR THEMES/MOTIFS:

Flight 815. . .CRASH. . .BURN. . .



The Statue. What lies beneath the shadow of the statue? Apparently my bathroom sink does.

What's this polar bear doing on the island?

The Hatch:
The Smoke Monster. . .ahh! Run for your lives! It's making that terrifying clicking noise!



SOME RANDOM CHARACTERS:

Keamy: "I make good eggs". . . okay, dude, whatever. No one cares.


Shannon: Remember her? Yeah, neither do I.

Christian Shephard:

Jin:

Richard Alpert:

Charlie:
Hurley: (It's not Mr. Cluck's, but it was in my freezer)
Locke: