Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Dear Mom,




Love,
Ruth

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Ruth,

What a beautiful rich sky you have on your hill.

How on earth did the contrail make such a perfect arrow?

How do you ever get anything done at all with the sky doing such fancy air works?

Love, mom

ruth said...

Dear Mom,
I have no idea how that happened, but when I saw it, you better believe I DROPPED EVERYTHING to get a shot of it. It's a graphic designer's fantasy.
Love,
Ruth

Anonymous said...

Dear Ruth,

If you could only teach Tucker to watch the sky for you. One bark for arrows, 2 barks for circles, 3 barks if a cloud looks like his buddy Gus. Or is it Bud? 4 barks he does for the UPS man automatically, so the deal is if you hear 5 barks, by golly, come with the camera because the whole sky is jiggling. (And bring a little bone for a treatie, while you're at it. )

I think he could do it. He already has the bark down pat. He just needs to prop up his head.

Love, mom