#49

The cows are gone, but the fence remains.  It needed to stay.   

#42

It was tedious, but a color can really make it feel like home.  

#41

She loves working with them and, believe it or not, we happened upon a going-out-of-business gourd farm auction.  Awesome. 

#39

Every summer she grows the same variety of tomato plant.  The tiny yellow globes look so good.  They eat them like candy.  I hate tomatoes. 

#38

I always wanted one.  She gave it to me our first Christmas.  I never dreamed how much fun our friends would have when they visit, secretly leaving it in inappropriate poses.  Every time. 

#35

The little tree produces every other year.  She’s still around as long as we use her recipe for pear honey. 

#30

She had this thing with touching my feet in the bed.  I hated it at first.  Over the years, I’ve grown accustomed.  

#28

When she said she wanted to quit her job and go back to school, it scared me to death.  But, somehow the money was just there through it all.  Now I can't imagine her as anything but a librarian. 

#24

A beahuahua (be-wa-wa), as in a cross between a beagle and a chihuahua.  He was supposed to remain tiny, only getting to around ten pounds.  So, we went with irony and named him Fezzik after Andre the Giant's character from The Princess Bride.  Eight years later, he's not so tiny anymore and Fezzik is now only secondarily a movie character name.  

#16

It is her favorite season.  She likes getting her long sleeves out again after a hot summer. 

#12

I settled on making a photogram of the ring.  I mixed it in with a set of prints I had been working on in the darkroom and made my way to her dorm.  It only occurred to her after the fact that I was beside her on one knee as she looked through the photos. 

#9

God Fingers, when the sun breaks through the clouds in specific little rays.  It's like God himself is reaching down to touch us.  I thought she had told me about them.  She thinks I told her.  On any account, they are called God Fingers.