Good Times

Do you ever look around yourself and want to say, "Thank you God!"? I do. I know that life can, and will be sad and heartbreaking at times, but there are also those days that are just happy. The kind of happy that makes you want to remember it forever. The kind of happy that makes you say, "I love this crazy family." When my little brother is ballet dancing in the middle of the living room, and my little sister is asking me "what a pickle sounds like", my mom accidentally calls me macaroni instead of Mary-Hannah, and my brothers are having a water fight in the kitchen, that's the kind of happy that I wouldn't trade the world for. That's when it's okay that there is laundry that still needs to be folded, and the kitchen floor still needs repair, and the animals still have to be fed. It all feels okay because I'm happy. Sometimes those moments only last for a little while but it's worth it. I wonder sometimes if some people never really feel happy. Sure I've had my down times, and I still do, but I know that happiness is achievable without millions of dollars involved. When I see people in public and I smile at them, and they stare, bewildered as if they've never been smiled at before, I wonder: 'Do they ever laugh so hard that they cry?' Because I am sure that I do at least twice a week. I imagine that it is very near impossible to hold a family together without laughter. I'm sure mine would be in poor shape if we didn't have something to be happy about. I guess I have said all of this to say that I love my family, and I thank God for giving them to me. Love you guys!

Mary-Hannah Christina McGuffey


Just a few of our family pictures from five and six years ago.
Good times.

Canon Powershot... the 2nd

Hey all, sorry I haven't posted in a while, I have been very busy lately and just got around to taking some more pictures today. I think I should let you all know that I now have (prepare yourself for this) in my possession (this is SO exciting) a NEW camera! It is the newer, bigger, badder version of my old Canon Powershot. Now, a moment for confessions. Yes, your suspicions are being confirmed,
Canon the first and I were having some... relationship conflicts. She insisted that I didn't give her enough credit, and that she had to do "all of the work around here". As hard as it is to say this, I think it was time for her to go. My new Canon and I are getting along marvelously. He is brilliant, clever, and his zoom is much more to my liking. (His political beliefs are also more aligned with mine.) Everyone says that I am jumping into this all too fast, but what can I say, love is blind. Anyway, enough with the talk, let me show you some of his work.

Above: Dad's old tractor is probably one of the more photographed farm vehicles in the nation.
Below: My view from the camera. I'm telling you, it is going to be a sad day in the McGuffey household when those old mis-matched sneakers finally give up the ghost. I've had them for four and a half years now and they are still too big. They're kind of like a good dog, you just love them.

For a noxious weed, Knap weed is definitely beautiful. In small plots all over our ranch it slowly chokes out the grass and sets up an establishment of it's own. I wouldn't mind having it instead of grass if it weren't for the fact that Knap weed has, essentially no nutritional value; not ideal for horse feed.

This photogenic little patch was right in our back yard.
That will conclude the post for today. I'm sure Canon II would love to hear your feedback on his pictures.
Thank you!
Mary-Hannah Christina McGuffey