This morning Wanda and I were sitting on the back patio sipping our morning coffee and reading the Sunday paper. Wanda saw a momma pheasant and her chicks wandering in the yard. She yelled at me to run and get her camera. (Have you noticed that the 20D is now "her" camera?) Of course I went in the house and retrieved both cameras. The thought of Wanda running around in the yard in nothing but a silk bathrobe, that blows open with the slightest breeze, was irresistible... no I'm not showing you those photos.
I think her sticking her tongue out at me was an attempt at ruining my photo. Heck she is just out of bed, no makeup, hair tussled and pretty close to naked. Who could blame her for making a face?
Oh, here is what she was chasing, barefoot and half naked, into the neighbors fresh cut hay
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