Night so soon

Monon at 6:30 shouldn't be dark.

She was on a mission tonight.

Pulling hard from start to finish.

I wish I would have dressed warmer.

We could have went to Bripp and back.

Purge

Less Is More

  

This is just the beginning........

How did I end up with so many shirts?

The chase

Trails and a pup.

Race!

She loves chasing me around when I ride the XR

Moyou in December

Moyou was looking restless when I got home.

I knew I had to run with her before I got to skate.

She deserves to enjoy the 70 degree day in December too!

1...2...3.....go!

Gaining momentum. 

Full speed.

Tongue.

Trot.

Can't wait to make some tasty burgs.

Say Something Nice (JLPT 2012)

JLPT 2012.

6 + hours in a car by yourself is way too long.

Chicago Diner, the new location, with a friend.

That french toast..soo good.

Yeah, here we go again.

I love these two!

Bro-Sis combo coming up to take the challenge. 

The other students declined to wait for my test to end.

I can't blame them.

It's like taking the SAT in Japanese.

I'm not kidding.

They were probably pretty wiped out.

I haven't had the mental capacity to study for the past 3 months so I almost skipped the test.

I am glad I went though, it felt good to get my brain working in this capacity again.

I need to get back on track.  

Thanksgiving of Horses

It had probably been 20 years since I rode a horse before last weekend.

Credit and Blue

I grew up around horses but didn't ever really get to know any of them.  

I had some bad experiences when I was younger that made me not trust them.

These horses don't know me well either, I usually only say hi to them once when I'm around.

I have read and heard that horses are really sensitive to human emotion.

Before I rode Credit I wanted to hang out with him for a little bit because I didn't want him to be scared or anxious about me riding.  While I was brushing him, at one point he nuzzled in my chest for a little bit and looked at me as if to say everything is going to be okay......  

I am sorry I waited so long to connect with these guys.  

I hope I can hang out with them more in the spring.

Loving Cafe with Z and S.

Dad and his Deere.

THIS is how you unload a bandsaw.

Brake pad change with Happy dad.

.38 rounds in a 357.  Not bad?  I don't know.

Last weekend seems like such a distant memory.

Re-living the nightmare.

Embracing the pain.

Trying my best to stay strong for him.

Losing myself in the sadness.

November 28th.

The day that could have been a life changer. 

Could have silenced the doubt and quieted the fears buried under the floorboards.  

Could have sowed the seeds of future happiness and brought everyone back together again.  

The most important decision of my life and I am not allowed to make it anymore.

Piggies

  When Z, S, and I went out to get siding from Shawna's old house a while back, we got to see piggies!
I remember being excited to see them but it was sad at the same time.
Looking back at these pictures makes the memories of that sunny day seem much more dark.
Most people don't agree with me but I think it is sad humans still think they need to slaughter animals to survive.  It's not about being at the top of the food chain or "these animals were given to us by god to do with as we please", or even about being healthy, it's about compassion for another living, breathing being that feels pain just like you and I.  It's been almost 15 years.  It is such a part of me that I don't think about it everyday anymore and I am not dropping banners from any fast food chain stores or bridges during thanksgiving anymore but my conviction hasn't wavered once.

Piggies!

What's over there?

This one actually looks like he is smiling a little.

Sad eyes.

Bonus:

Elephants!

Good cold ride.

32 degrees.

Splitting lanes like I wish I could on my motorcycle.

Brought me back to life tonight.

Reminded me of loner late nights in Tokyo shooting photos.

I might need to build a bike this winter.....and I'm not talking another motorcycle.

Thanks Tim and Jason.

Bicycles.

Some of my earliest memories at the house my parents sold when I was 7 are of riding a white BMX bike off hand made jumps with my brother. 

 I have missed late night riding in Bloomington since I moved to Indy.

These last two weeks have rekindled that fire.  

Best view of the city?

Elephants never forget.