300 - Church Tower

There's a new church that I pass by every so often. About 3 weeks ago I passed by the grounds of this church but it did not look like it was being used yet. This picture was taken from an empty field and I think I'll take a closer look again this week to see if it's close to being open to the public. I don't know what denomination it is (not that it matters). We'll see.

Hay una nueva iglesia en Folsom. Esta foto es de la torre pero me gustaria verla un poco más cerca para ver si puedo ver de que denominación es (no que es lo más importante. Haber.

301 - Flower Bed - Flores

Sometimes I can just walk down the street from work and take a quick picture to use for my Picture a Day in this Blog. Here's a flower bed near a building down the street. My friend Katie already told me what these blue flowers are called but I've forgotten again.

Aquí hay unas flores que estan en frente de un edificio cerca de dónde trabajo. Cada día que escribo en mi blog trato de escribir algo en español pero habeces se me pone duro tratar de decir lo que quiero en mi primer idioma (sí era el español). Me parece ser más dificil hablar en español ya que en Folsom (cerca de Sacramento California) no hay muchos que hablan el idioma. Me duele que estoy perdiendo el idioma de mis padres. Bueno siguiré tratando.

302 - Father's Day, Día de los Padres

The man behind the hat (not me)

El hombre detrás de la cachucha (pero no soy yo).




I'm not sure if this was one jackrabbit or more than one but we kept seeing it all over the place. It was pretty quick but not quick enough for the dad.

No estoy seguro si habia más de una liebre al rededor del lago pero habeces parecía.




The kids fishing off of Salmon Falls. Gabe called this morning but since he couldn't come we talked about him (just kidding). Anyway, we went to the lake and tried fishing at a couple of places but were not successful catching fish but quite successful at making this a great Father's Day.


Cuatro de mis chicos pescando en el lago. El último chico, Gabriel, vive en Pomona así que no pudo estar con nosotros y por eso hablabamos malo del chico. Los peces fueron muy sabios y no pudieramos pescar ningún.

303 - Daily Walks and Bike Rides; Tattoos

Almost everyday, when I'm at work, our group goes on a daily walk around the block. Today there were some bike races going around and around (not sure how many times) the same blocks we walk during our daily walks. I stayed around for about an hour. You can see part of the buildings we work at in the background.








We've (the kids and I, the Daily cousins and Cheryl) been thinking about a tattoo for all, kind of like a family tree and a family crest. Mariana, Brendon, and I went to the Convention Center for the All American Tattoo Fest. We took a couple of drawings that Mariana and Alice had talked about and started just in case we saw a good artist. I wanted to take some pictures of blooming flowers before we got to the convention center but Mariana did not want to stop.

Although we saw a lot of good artists we did not commit.


After the tattoo fest Mariana said I could stop and smell the roses. So here is a picture of a, and I'm guessing, Purple Rose of Cairo.

304 - Friday the 13th, A Good Day to be a Punk

Tonight's Friday Night Concerts at Chavez Park had 4 bands playing; the Goodniks, Baby, Final Summation, and the Secretions.
We got to Cesar Chavez Park just as Baby was ending their gig. We had already missed the Nogoodniks, Then the band above (Final Summation) came on for a good session.





The mosh pit grew and withered. It was around 100 degrees today. I stayed at the edge of the pit and the kids stayed within their mosh circle and did not bother others (for the most part). I was quite intrigued by the mohawks in the stage and audience. Great crowd.







The Secretions ended the show. A kid, late teens/early teens, told me the drummer is a 4th grade teacher at a local school. I was impressed.

The last show had members from other bands and friends of the Secretions end the concert. A lot of dirt was being kicked around since the pit was in a dirt area for the most part.

I hope to regain my hearing within the next few days, the ringing continues hours after the concert. Today was a good day to be a punk.

Hoy fué un día bueno para ser un punkadero (a deveras que no se cómo se dice Punk en español).

305 - Don't Step on it

Moved a couple of things around the side of the house. Since our neighbors have several dogs I did not want to step on what looked like dropping. A closer look revealed two good size mushrooms. A Cheech and Chong comedy skit came to mind about two neanderthals. I won't go into it but it ends with "... Good we don't step on it"

306 - Folsom Logo on Trash Can

Ok, so during the weekends it's no problem taking and posting daily photos. During weekdays it's beginning to find photo opportunities. So far I've tried to take a daily picture every day (obviously) and post it the same day. I'm beginning to wonder if I can keep it up for a whole year. I guess I just have to make sure I take some time every day for this purpose. It's harder than I thought.

I threw some garbage out and the picture above is the City of Folsom logo that's on all the trash cans the city collects garbage from once a week.

Se está poniendo más duro tomar una foto cada día para ponerlo aquí, pero trataré de hacerlo hasta que acabe un año con una foto cada día. Haber.

Esta es la placa de la Ciudad de Folsom (dónde vivo).