It's been awhile since I have posted a personal diary. I guess that is the case when life happens and keeps you on your toes and occupied with it's many up's and down's. I had been working heavily on Secret Garden for a few months and have switched gears a bit to deal with personal things. That being said some of my travel images were left to collect digital dust buried deep in folder after folder. It's hard for me now to remember every moment from our Vegas trip and even so there are things from the trip that I don't want to drudge up. Travelling with my entire family was intense as we all have such strong opinons and ideas. I do recall enjoying my time with my beautiful Juby, and the amazing house we lived in for a week. I remember the interesting stale gardens that Vegas has to offer and a little park down the street that was home to many cute little bunnies. I remember driving two hours down straight lined roads housing cacti and tumbleweeds just to get to a ghost town. I remember wanting to make sure to see a ghost town in real life as it has been something I have wanted to do now for years. We spent a bit of time roaming around Rhyolite Ghost town. My favorite part was the almost fully intact saloon. I imagined what it would have been like wearing a full dress with fringed sleeves entering the saloon doors. Hearing gunshots outside on the pebbled streets.
I haven't travelled much since then as I needed time to figure out what I can do here at home. Even though I love to travel I always feel as if I am neglecting the things I need to be doing. Like I am taking a pretend trip away from life's responsibilities and many times I am. However, we were able to enjoy a few days with family at a cottage my sister rented. Juby was excited by the copious amounts of lighthouse figurines and pictures among the cabin. She will be five next month and I often can't believe how old she is getting and how quickly time passes. 'A' and I play guitar and sing songs together and Juby is enthralled. We sit near the lake at night by a roasting fire and the waves remind me of Hawaii. My sister is pregnant again and I am beyond happy that I will get to love another little firecracker like Juby. This time it will be her brother. My sweet little nephew. I dream of being able to stick my camera in his face all the time as I have done with his sister.
I am unsure of what else to say at this time so I won't go on any further. I will just do what I do best and leave the rest up to visual stories.