Our 'friend' Webster, so named by Jeff, when he (Webster) made his web on the front porch every night. Thankfully, he has since moved to higher ground, because, more than likely, the bugs are more prevalent. A cheesy little story but a conversation each morning as Jeff walks me out to the truck to say goodbye as I head for work.
Sometimes little stories come to me that, really, have no pictures, nor are 'important'. They are just stories that are fun, and they were a part of our life as a whole. A story in a nook of my life. This story is about how I, and Jeff and I, and how even the kids and us, have used military phonetics over the years. Only because I happened to use my initials in military phonetics did it make me think of these stories. And, made me think about this last time Ashley and Brad were home that I talked to Ashley in military phonetics (rather than spelling out the words) because her boys can spell now). The story has continued on through.
I seriously do not like summer. It's hot and humid here in Savannah. Give me air conditioning any day of the week. But, this. This is the best thing about summer.
Observing thunderstorms like this. In the distant. And capturing with my camera.