Crack.

Is it just me or is that title a little bit hilarious? Maybe I just have this missing connection in my brain that causes me to gigle whenever someone says crack.

At Coal Creek, there's this crack between it and the building next to it. I couldn't believe I'd found a 1 or 2 inch crack between the buildings!

And a crack in the sidewalk, with a cigarette butt in it. I hate cigarettes. Please, no smoking in my blog.

And now we go to other pictures I just want to post because I'm impatient...

First lamppost... (I lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove clouds, so get used to em)

Eep! Look at those beautes in the background. It saddens me that so few people look at the clouds these days. Really, I stop and marvel at them like a maniac every day, morning, and evening. I get to see it rise and set, so I feel pretty good even though I have to wake up at 5AM.

I wish I could turn this... or maybe I don't. It's sideways, if you're wondering. That's a leaf stuck between the wood. It had rained, so of course I whipped out my legit-ish Kodak and snapped a few pictures.

70's Headphones has kept this mini garden alive at the bottom of our stairs for a good four years, so bless her crazy headphones-wearing self for that.

Yeah this one is a lot smaller than the other ones on purpose. It doesn't have... oh screw it, I'm just gonna make it big. I like the texture that wooden structures have. I mean, as my art teacher puts it, it has so much character! And those are my feet; I think shoes are overrated. I have another footprint picture hanging around on my flickr page and this computer I think, maybe when winter rolls around I'll put it up. (It's my footprints in the snow.)

Thank you, anyone who looks at this blog. You all win five million brownie points. And a high five made of awesome. AND a double rainbow.