A Mixture of Pictures 4U

One of many rodeo horses that was "moored" outside its trailer homes during a break at the annual event in the James Brown Arena. This is just across the street from our downtown post office.

Puffy asleep by his musketeer "boots". He has just as much fur under his paws as he does over them.

One of many Halloween exhibits in the county, this one at a house of a client who rides with me to and from work.

I kinda like the way this picture turned out, a truck loaded with pipes, the colors from blue on down to yellow and red. When you are bored of driving even a view like this can be a break!

We are down to these three vans currently but in January they are planning to replace all of our vans with shorter versions that will be wheelchair accessible and I would love to drive the wheelchair clients again as I did in Florida for 7 years, in fact, being mostly the only driver doing that.

One of many views on my drive taken from the "rim" on the bowl. That smoke stack is one that I go by every day to work.

One of my favorite client dropoff locations is this driveway through this small woods to his house. Feels so much like being in Mississippi.

Early one morning Linda and I drove by the fairgrounds and I got out and stuck my camera through the chain link fence and got this quiet moment at the fair.

This is one of my favorite streets in North Augusta, South Carolina, the view is looking across the bowl with Augusta in the bottom. This picture along with the next three pictures were taken as we headed down down down this street.

The colors of Autumn are just beginning at last, this is in one of my favorite views out in the county.

You can really see the colors in this view taken from a porch on the third floor of a church.

I know, I know, another view shot.

I drove by one of the all glass medical buildings and saw my reflection, opened the door and took this shot.

I brought in a bunch of sticks and little limbs from the back yard to build our first fire in the fireplace. Needless to say the cats had a ball smelling and chewing on the sticks.

The first fire!

Not only was traffic bumper to bumper on the expressway I was on but the Interstate 20 crossing over ahead was bumper to bumper.

Augusta is having a very long drought and this is typical of what ponds and lakes look like around the county.

I walked one morning down to the transit office to drop off the money collected from the day before and this painting was on the side of the street up a grassy embankment with broken glass still in the frame. I thought the picture was fascinating and brought it home and hung it up.

Here is Lucy, the one day old kitten that we adopted who still had the after birth attached to her stomack. That one back spot on her back leg is the only way we can tell her apart from Ducey who has two black spots on his leg. Lucy continues to be adorable and just a joy to have as she thinks she is human and gets involved into everything we are doing. She thinks I am her mom and gets on my lap and lays flat against my chest when I am on the computer.

There are times Linda and I are forced out of our bedroom to find a place to sleep.

Here is a drawing that Violet, our granddaughter, drew recently of Audrey Hepburn that she sent by email the other day. She has been drawing from the beginning as a little kid and Linda and I have quite a collection of her drawings that we have saved over the years.

Library on the Hill

Recently I was assigned to drive this van that was driven for a long time by one of the lady drivers. Needless to say, she "marked" her territory. Well, I screwed up big time last Wednesday when at the end of the day I gassed this van up with regular gas and this van is a diesel vehicle. They had to tow it in to the shop to have it drained. I had been driving a regular gas van for almost a year and I just was not thinking when I pulled up to a regular gas pump. Needless to say, it is going to take a long time to live this one down. The company has been real nice about it and I am still hired.

Another shot of downtown Broad Street taken last Wednesday when it was drizzling all day. Augusta is parched from a long drought and this day was a relief even if only for a day. I am on my way to pick up a client at the newspaper building.

Here is a shot of the fall line (wall of the bowl we live in) and this street is seen going up the wall and it curves out of sight to keep going to the top. We now live just off this street where it starts to climb.

At the top of the hill on the street mentioned above is this impressive building which is a public library.

A picture taken looking across the porch.

This shot and the following pictures were taken inside this library. A real trip to go into this historic building and at the same time be in a library.

You can have a seat in an old rocking chair by the fireplace.

The back of this library is where they have concerts and the back yard is where you bring your chair and enjoy an evening of music and live performances outdoors.

Cats and A Basket

Took this picture this morning when the cats were having their breakfast. If you think this is a lot of cats, well, these are only half the gang!


The bottom of this laundry basket was my worst senior moment. When we moved to our new location, the washing machine was working but not the dryer due to a faulty recepticle. In the meantime, Linda had washed a basket full of clothes and I was going to have them dried at the laundrymat. Linda made it very clear to me that when I put the wet clothes in the dryer, to be sure that nobody see her panties. I told her nobody looks when clothes are being put in the dryers. She insisted please, please, please make sure her panties are not seen. So I took this basket full of wet clothes out to the driveway, sat the basket down behind the van, reached in my pocket to get the key to unlock the back door, found I did not have the key, went back in the house, got the key, got distracted for a few moments and finally went out and got in the van. Backed up into the street, drove down to the next intersection, turned onto the street that heads to the laundrymat, after a few blocks, looked in my rear view mirror and saw a car stopped in the street right behind me with a basket out in front of his car tipped over with clothes spilt out. I stopped, went around to check my back door and saw that it was shut, knew then it was not my basket, went over to the man who was picking up the wet clothes and putting them back in the basket and said to him, is that your basket because I have one just like it in my van. He looked at me and said no that is my basket because it was stuck under the back bumper and he said he tried to get me to stop by blowing his horn for blocks. Needless to say, I was shocked when it dawned on me what really happened. I did not know how I was going to tell Linda that not only were her panties scattered for half of Augusta to see but a man actually handled her panties! When I did tell her, she sort of gave up and said that she was not going to take care of me if I got any worse than that.