Write From Karen

This is why my husband will always be a better photographer than me – he sees the beauty in the most unexpected places.

Look at the pattern of the chairs, the deck, even the railing, the colors are at both once rich and muted … it’s so much more and I missed it, again.

Me? I see chairs.

*sigh*

Another decent family shot (probably because most of my girth is hidden behind Kevin. ha!)

P.S. I can explain my hair – it’s called traveling in small, stuffy airplanes all day.

P.S.S. Look at Dude (kid on far right), he’s like sparkly. Oooooohhh, pretty.

This size really doesn’t do this picture justice – to see the full size, and all of New York’s majestic glory, click here.

Until we meet again, New York.

These flowers? Were gone two days later.

This is what happens when I get off my bum, pick up my Canon Rebel and start fooling around.

I wish all my pictures would turn out this good.

But only in the summer months – I’m pasty white, along with the other 96% of the population, in the winter months. And yes, I understand the risks involved with tanning and no, I’m not worried.

(And may I just ask – WHERE did those double chins come from? Oh … it’s the angle of the picture. Yeah, that must be it)