Thanks For The Memories!

F1E has been around for about a year now, and during that time many people have passed through here.  The vast majority have been welcome visitors who contributed to the great memories we have of this place.  A very select few have been kindly shuffled along (I'm looking at you Brown).   For those who have helped us enjoy our relatively new home (new to us, that is), thank you!  Your pics appear below, lol.

Labor Day, 2009

Not sure if one is chasing, or if both are fleeing...

Thinking about a caption contest for this one.  Submit your suggestions via comment button.

Dad's Birthday!

Props to Josh with the obscene gesture.  We took multiple shots here, and this gesture appears in every one.  Rock on!  I look like I have a weapon strapped to my back.

...and props to Jessica for the obscene gesture in THIS shot.  Clearly it got Zoe's attention.

Quickly: doesn't this look like Joel got busted just before he attempted put me in some kind of headlock??  And doesn't it look like I'm saying, "Joel?  Please, I'd crush that kid."

Zoe, my youngest niece, otherwise known as "she-who-is-soon-to-be-kidnapped."

My long-time friend Deanna came down from Toledo with her six (6) kids to spend the day with us.  

That's Claudia making her first attempt at milking a goat, and she did it!

What?  Little kids leaping from the top rung of old ladders to swing form old ropes in an old barn jam packed with heavy, sharp tools...what?

Cecilia (hope I'm spelling that correctly): also a potential kidnapping victim.  

Thanks everybody!

Tweeting, really?

***3rd Update***

Twitter button appears to be working again.  No more updates.  Promise.  Pretty sure the followers can read.  In fact, if I thought they couldn't this entire blog would be a supreme act of paradoxical futility...

**2nd Update**

Not sure what's going on with the Twitter "Follow Me" button at the bottom of this page.  Right now it will not show the button, but this hasn't affected functionality.  If you want, you can still click on the little icon-thingy and it will take you to my Twitter feed.  Rrrr.
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*Update*

Now you can just scroll to the bottom of this page and click on the "Follow Me" button.  This will take you to my Twitter account.  Super.

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  Yep, Twitter.  Sigh...It's hard to even type it.  For those who don't know, Twitter is basically a tool that allows a person to send little updates (tweets) to a general source which then distributes those updates via email/texts to anyone who chooses to receive them.  So, I now have a Twitter account to which I will send myriad updates, many likely pointless and silly, to keep everyone and anyone (who cares) up to date on the various goings-on here at F1E.  To get my tweets, you'll have to get your own Twitter account.  It's super easy, anyone can do it (speaking of anyone can do it: DAD, what the hell?  You have a Twitter account dude?  Really?)  Once you have your account, search for me.  My Twitter name is "Skptxrok" or you can just search through the hundreds of Jason Walkers and look for my picture.  Once you find me, click on the button that says "Follow."  You can choose to receive text and/or emails with my updates from the farm.  In the alternative those of you who want to follow can send me your email addresses and I can invite you.  We'll see how it goes!

June, The Blog Hardly Knew Ya

First and foremost, congratulations to Wrigley, the dog in the new banner.  My brindled bundle of what-the-heck-are-you pound mutt has gone from being the recipient of my seething hatred (if mind bullets could kill he'd be dead) to blog banner boy.  We named him Wrigley after several failed attempts to name him other things.  When we got him, he was Mowgli.  For some reason Mowgli just didn't jive with us.  Next I think we tried Buddy, mainly because we couldn't think of a good name and we usually defaulted to "come here, Buddy!"  Though I'm pretty sure there was at least one other failed label inserted here, we finally settled on Wrigley because he wriggles all the time, literally wriggles.  When he's excited to see you his whole body just shakes around, he can't keep still.  He's a goofball (possibly the next name?).  The goofball has officially won me over.  And now that I've said that, I will no doubt walk out this morning and find my car tires chewed, lawn dug up, fence pickets knocked out, flower beds destroyed, power tools strewn across the yard and the fish pond slurped dry.

Now, moving on to the title of this post.  I've heard mention that my blogging efforts have come under some scrutiny as of late.  Though my initial reaction is to get defensive and immediately launch a counter-strike asking you how much you might blog when you're searching for a new job and trying to build your own law practice while simultaneously keeping things running at F1E...I realize my argument breaks down when I spend a good 1-2 hours every morning surfing every little wave of the internet for any new news in the world of college football.  Ok ok ok OKAY.  So I've got the time.  I will say this: I can't find my camera.  Until I do, enjoy some of my favorite pics from May:

Part of the pleasure of living out here is having the opportunity to see how big and powerful the world is...

...while at the same time so small and delicate.

I love the space...

...the colors...

and the little scenes life shows you when you take a moment to see.

One can't help but be inspired.