a rainy “last” birthday at the 308
For the first time since Mia was born the husband has a week off that, of course, coincided with his “last” birthday. He calls it his last because next year he hits the big 40 and refuses to celebrate anymore. I tell him not to worry because you’re only as old as your wife is so you have a ways to go.
Having all of that said, I am taking the day off to go play. I’m leaving you today with a short post of some shots of a very rainy day at the ranch celebrating Tim’s birthday with our family. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get out on the land to take shots of my beloved cows so you are stuck with us siting on the porch watching the storm come in. Hope you enjoy your day as much as I will.
…and yes, the torrential downpour and 50 mph wind did not stop the boys from finding some sort of shelter to enjoy their cigars. priorities