Whoa. This morning, I was surrounded by more than 900 Mini Coopers. And then we all went for a drive, Atlanta to Charlotte. The temptation to just show massive amounts of cars is strong, but here’s a few scenes along the way.

A little rain and those campus grasses went upright again. For now.

A new adventure in a few days – I’m going to spend three days with hundreds of other Mini Cooper owners for Mini Takes the States. I’ve gone way over the edge here …

The campus has some lovely tall grasses, but it’s time to do some trimming, folks.

I spend a lot of time on our back porch – morning coffee, evening reading, many hours just pondering as I stare off into the back woods. This morning, that view changes, radically and abruptly.

Thirty feet up, a limb snapped on a calm, sunny day and came crashing down on to the kids’ trampoline. Summer limb loss, the arborist says. Maybe an overextension.

One from above, one beside, complete with politicians in a neighborhood parade.

Every now and then I go down a rathole of images from my youth. But they aren’t the birthday party and vacation images, looking at the everyday, ordinary things brings back a lot of memories. After all, we spent more time grocery shopping then celebrating birthdays in an average year, right?

Maybe someday frames like this will bring people back to a Publix in 2016.