Petit Jean State Park, Arkansas

Posted on May 15, 2012 by happydog63

From their website:

Petit Jean Mountain is a special place – an unforgettable place – known for the legend of Petit Jean, the story of a French girl who disguised herself as a boy and secretly accompanied her sweetheart, an early explorer, to the New World and to this mountain.

Petit Jean State Park, Arkansas’s first state park, enhances this 300–year–old legend with windswept views, enchanting woodlands laced with streams and wildflowers, and a spectacular waterfall calledCedar Falls.

This park is a place where nature over time has formed sheer bluffs, Cedar Creek Canyon and the Seven Hollows, such distinctive features as Bear Cave, the Grotto and Natural Bridge, and whimsical formations we call Turtle Rocks and Carpet Rocks.

It’s a place where the legacy of the Civilian Conservation Corps endures in facilities mirroring the mountain’s rugged natural beauty.

Jennifer’s Graduation Day, May 12, 2012

Posted on May 15, 2012 by happydog63

I totally screwed up getting the photo of Jennifer being handed her diploma (Uncle Wayne sucks!), but the rest of these turned out pretty damn well.

Bruce and Emma Portrait

Posted on May 3, 2012 by happydog63

Here is Bruce and Emma. No, Emma can’t levitate. It’s the result of a photoshoot done on May 4, 2012. Bruce needed a portrait for Mutts and Models, or Models and Mutts, a fashion show fundraiser held May 12. I wanted to do something classic but surreal. I think it turned out great. Need to do this with myself and Mary or Jake. It would be far easier with Jake.

Mom’s Birthday Trip to the Wild Animal Sanctuary

Posted on April 30, 2012 by happydog63

Mom’s birthday is April 23. I can’t tell you how old she is, but it rhymes with “leventy hive.”

In the continuing theme of doing something instead of buying something, Mom, Daver and I decided to go to the Wild Animal Sanctuary east of Hudson, Colo. It was a great day, but wouldn’t want to go there on a day that was any hotter. For some reason I had pictured a more ghetto environment, but I really liked how everything was done. There are no pictures of us because we were all sweaty and windblown. I want to remember the day, just not how we looked that day.

Later, we had lunch at El Diablo. Great food. Great company. And I hope it was a great birthday. Love ya Mom.