Armaggedon.

There is heartbreak on the homestead.

I had an elaborate spread of Georgia photos to share with you today (oh, don't worry... we have years and years and years ahead of us just full of these!) and then...the unthinkable happened.

Armageddon.  Apocalypse.

Something really, really, REALLY bad.

Google told me that I had used up all of my photo storage space on Blogger.

I maxed it out people.  Like a credit card shopping spree, I've been adding photos without reservation for the past three months.  Photos of Georgia and of cabbage.  A pile of dog hair on my floor and the poor mouse who has since met his maker.  Creme brulee and....this....

So, I had to do it.  I actually had to purchase more storage space.  I spent our hard earned money on an invisible-online-drawer that I could stash my digital photos in.  I can't stop sharing with you - there are far too many stones left unturned.  We have yet to tackle laundry soap, sourdough, and a flock of other unimportant things that I will think about (and more than likely take photos of).  Where we would you be without your almost-daily-dose of unimportant important news from the homestead?

Who would show you things like this?

And this?

And this?

I shutter to think of the world apart from such captured moments.

So, in closing, I would like to leave you with the last photo that Google allowed me to upload before they closed me down.  They obviously didn't know what they were interrupting.  I mean, look at this!

I suppose it could have ended on something far, er, different.  Like this.

It will take 24 hours to get my new storage space up and running, so until then my dears, try to not mourn.  Wipe those tears.  "The man" can't hold me down for long.  This girl has dreams to share.  Pretend dairy cows to milk.  Recipes to make.  Food books to read. 

I won't let them stop me.

Watch me fly.