firsts

Karter lost his first tooth! And a second one is close.

Ryan had his first hair cut, and first birthday since I saw him.
We spent Thanksgiving with both of my Grandma's, and then we spent the weekend at the farm. When arriving home this is what I saw. Actually this picture is one i took a day later, as this 'sight' occurred 5 times in the 48 hours I was there. This is Rick, my dad's angus bull. He's been tearing through the fence to graze in this field.
The next pictures were taken less than a hour later after dad put him in. This time he ran from dad.
At this point I was getting a little nervous (and praying)....
it's hard to tell in the picture as it was so far away but I've cropped down another picture and although it's a blurry from zooming in so much, you can see that Rick is pawing up dirt...
You can see my dad there behind the trees. It was right after this picture that Rick decided to run down the hill and get back in the pasture.

There's not a whole lot to capture outside right now, everything is so colorless, but when I'm in a picture taking mood, I'll find something to shoot- even weeds.