Autumn's Images (3)

A couple days ago I went and spent an afternoon at my grandparent's farm out in the country. More great fall shots resulted.

I wound up putting around 30 shots up on my flickr, and obviously a blog post of 30 pictures would be overwhelming, so here are a couple favorites. I'll break it into 2 posts. Today's will be walking in the woods. Farm equipment to come!

 This is a rock in a stonewall. It was named Jackson.

 I like(n) lichen and fungi is fun. (And I'm a dork...)

 "Do not taste, do not touch, do not handle. "

(Col 2:21- Biblical guidelines for contact with worldly things, Pastor Steve Carpenter's rules of dating, and my rules of forest berry collecting...only not really, because we picked them...)

 dead.

 alive.

 Here comes the sun...

 fallen.

 Our Ethiopian American Picker

 Remember the height from which you have fallen...

 strange angled waist shot.

 "Isabella, why are you lying on the ground?", says my Grandmother.

 barks, not bites.

3 generations. Forest/nature loving runs deep in Kiss blood.

(Haha, isn't adoption amusingly awesome! Genetics are highly overrated...)

 Well, maybe genetics count for something. 
My mom obviously had some sort of influence on me...
...how else would I have turned out as weird/awesome as I am?

That was our woods walk. Tune in next time to get up close and personal with colorful, rusted and sharp farm apparatus!

*also, more to come! Before we went outside my grandmother- who is a creative beast such as I am- taught me how to make "granny squares" (little crocheted squares typically made my elderly retired women, but also can be made by awesome, ardent, hotlikewasabi, creative 19 year old granddaughters...) out of all my tiny balls of scrap yarn. I AM GOING TO MAKE A BLANKET!!!! I've made 15 already! (but I need somewhere between 108 and 144...). Pictures of that project coming soon.