I hope you had a great thanksgiving weekend!
I sure did. I cannot thank God enough for placing me among such an awesome family. There was...is...never a dull moment when we get together.
Okay so...
I was able to convince my other dear sister, Debbie and my loving father to make the trip up the mountains after our thanksgiving food coma. This time, we took my little carrito up and she did marvelously. I'm so proud of my '97 Toyota Corolla.
I was very surprised to find no snow among the groves. The sun was shining like there was no tomorrow, illuminating a deep blue sky to give the Israeli sky a run for its money. On any other occasion I'd be thrilled & I don't want to sound ungrateful but I must admit that I am a bit worried that I may run into continuity problems with the photographs I took the last photo shoots.
But have no fear, photoshop is here.
My sister was a great help & she picked up on my vision for the series quickly. (Don't get jealous Becky, you did great too but you totally missed out on this one)
This is her gorgeous self:
And this is my dad, he is so patient with his artsy-fartsy daughter:
Oh! And we were able to climb Moro Rock too! The views were gorgeous!
I do not, however, recommend the climb to those that are A: Scared of Heights, B: Claustrophobic, or C: Faint of Heart. I am not saying that I have none of these...because I do...all of them...just a little bit.
I'm now buckling/chaining myself down to my desk right now to get to work on my story. Time is swift as you may very well know. But I just couldn't go on hoarding these photographs! I must share them with you.
And now, a little camera action:
Much love,
K