Noise

When Robert and I moved in together in August of 2005, we lived in an apartment that was above a bar in downtown Mobile. Needless to say, it got loud sometimes. In September of 2005 we moved into another apartment - an old, historic home that was built in 1901 and had been converted into two apartments - one upstairs and one downstairs. We were literally within spitting distance of Government Street - the main street through downtown Mobile, so needless to say we got used to hearing noise - cars, sirens, homeless people walking down the street with their grocery carts full of finds and mumbling to themselves - I think you get the picture. For two years this noise was constant and became somewhat of a white noise for us and the dogs.

Fastforward to July 2007, when we moved to Athens. While we only lived four miles from the University of Georgia, you would have thought we lived OUT IN THE COUNTRY. I remember our very first night in our new home when Robert and I both commented on the stillness, the quiet, the noises that we did hear were naturistic - crickets, birds, occasionally a neighbor dog barking. That quiet was so calm, so peaceful, so relaxing.

Fastforward to the present. We are living back in the exact same apartment we lived in for two years prior to moving to Athens. The noises are still here - the cars, the sirens and the unique Mobile homeless folks. It is almost like deja vu. Oddly enough, the noises are comforting. They give me a sense of the past, of where we began.

With Robert and the dogs sound asleep, I am awake. I hear the noises, but they do not bother me - they make me remember.

Home

After being landlocked for three years, it is nice to return to the water. Below are some shots I took this past week. Peaceful...

Green Thumb

After times of stress, my huband chooses to de-stress by completing projects he WANTS to do, instead of those he HAS to do. After moving us 400 miles, unpacking a moving truck and walking everything we own up a flight of stairs, he definitely deserved some time to himself. Thus I give you...drumroll please...our vegetable and herb garden.

Mr. Hawk has planted...

ROSEMARY

OREGANO

BASIL

TOMATOES

GREEN OKRA

SWEET BANANA PEPPERS

EGGPLANT

GREEN BELL PEPPERS

SQUASH

SWEET POTATOES

Words to live by...

I took it upon myself today to organize my photos. Being the daughter of two photograpers, photographs are quite abundant in our family. As I was organizing, I ran across these four photos that I took at dinner one night last summer here in Mobile at Joe Cain Cafe. Simple, to the point and meaningful - I like it.

It's the little things in life...

Our move to Mobile has been a drastic one for us, but especially for our dogs. They grew very accustomed to going outside whenever they pleased, staying out for as long as they wanted, and running and playing until their hearts were content. Living in an apartment is not as conducive to their former lifestyle as we want, but all in all they are adjusting fairly well.

About four blocks from our apartment (still getting settled in - pictures soon) is a dog park - British Park. Every few days we take the dogs here, remove their leashes and watch them go. They enjoy it a great deal - so much so that they usually sleep for the remainder of the day - and we relish in knowing that we have a place to take them that is a little closer to the environment they were used to in Athens.

The Ides of May

May 15, 2010 Robert Alan graduated from UGA Law School. With our family and friends in town to share in the occasion and great weather, we could not have asked for a more perfect day.