The impending arrival of a first baby is cause for a "Celebration," Theme #42. My youngest daughter and soon to arrive grandchild were the guests of honor at a shower hosted by her friends. 
The parking lot of a Hobby Lobby in a Cincinnati suburb becomes a resting spot for a couple of "Urban," Theme #346, geese.
Once you enter the Ikea machine, there's only one way out...and it takes you through the entire store. (Talk about organizational genius...you're directed through every department in the store)
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A sure sign of "Spring," Theme #300, is the daily presence of the neighborhood groundhogs. Spotted this guy nosing around under the birdfeeders.
"Inspiration," Theme #159, can be found in surprising places. 
There are daffodils and there are daffodils. I sat carefully down in the midst of the flowers intending to capture one of the very traditional one color varieties but the delicate white petals and ruffled "Yellow," Theme #365, cups of these daffodils really caught my eye.
The daffodils are making a valiant effort to bring some springtime smiles. The sunny disposition of the bright "Orange," Theme #213, centers really brightens my day.
With pay cuts the current standard and pay raises a distant memory, companies are pushing the envelope to find low cost ways to bolster morale and show appreciation to employees. Gumby epitomizes the new found flexibility of the working guy.
Finally! A day of bright warm sunshine. I was surprised to see the deep "Shadows," Theme #279, cast on the dining room wall.
"As high as a castle,The riddle's answer, by the way, is "smoke."
Sixth photo folder, sixth photo implies a lot more organization than actually exists in my world but I managed!
Far into yet another dreary late winter day...the sun breaks through the "Clouds," Theme #56, and the result is a majestic promise of brighter spring days ahead.
On St. Patrick's Day in my daycare, the children would wake from their naps and find blocks strewn across the floor, coloring crayons in the paint wells, missing shoes and cookie crumbs on the table. As they cleaned up the mess they would discover trails of glittering green footprints left behind by mischievous leprechauns. Stashed deep in the toes of their missing shoes would be gold wrapped chocolate coins.
The rural midwest is dotted with disappearing little towns. One street wonders where you can see signs of former glory days--a dusty unused post office, empty storefronts, the deteriorating building blocks of a once bustling community. The boarded up buildings in the former railyard tell a tale of "Times Gone By," Theme #331.
Same sleepy town as the store of wonderful old things that go. I look above the vacant Friars Lantern and see a wonderful row of old bay windows and a columned second floor porch. What a view it must have been from "Up on Top," Theme #344, years ago when the town was full of life.
The dusty windows of a seemingly abandoned storefront reveal the contents--cars and motorcycles. Parked in every square foot of space, the place is cram packed. Everything is coated in a layer of dust and neglect. I couldn't figure out what the little blue car is but I'll admit I'm intrigued by both cars and owner. Who would stuff a building with such wonderful "Things that Go," Theme #325, then just walk away for years?
Farm implements are like abstract sculpture when they're not in use. I like the "Swirls," theme #314, on this hay rake.
Maybe he's more obnoxious than he is "Grumpy," Theme #133. Whatever the diagnosis, it's best not to let this old goat get out of your line of sight when you go into the farm lot.
Some people think the large horns make him look menacing, some people think he looks like a gentle giant, everyone agrees he is one "Furry," theme #115, cow. Rudy, one of the Scottish Highlands on my sister's farm.
The farm lot is filled with a variety of things that are "Feathered," Theme #96.
Kiki and Kelly (the middle miss of the Daughters Lorri) get to know one another. Kiki is my sister's new "Canine Companion," Theme #41.
The power was out from late afternoon until the wee hours of the morning on Saturday. The older kids spent the evening playing games by "Candlelight," Theme #39.
Once upon a time there was a lot filled with trees which were cut down for "Logs," Theme #175, which were used for utility poles. Which were then discarded on the empty lot which was once filled with trees which were cut down for.....
I opened the latest edition of Helen magazine and found one of my photos in an ad on page three. Very cool to find my shot in "Print Media," Theme #240.
Today's lunch is stir fry, a colorful concoction of "Food Glorious Food," Theme #106.
Even though I take the pictures, sometimes I'm at a loss to explain one. This shot asked "What am I?," Theme #356, several times before the answer came to me.
Walking along the edge of the lake, we see lots of fishing line hanging from tree branches. But a whole net? I wonder, "Who put that there," Theme #360.
