Discussion in 'The Pub' started by the mouse, Apr 9, 2013.
My son when he was born ...
Kids and beautiful ladies aside: the Sainte-Chapelle in Paris on a sunny day. First and so far only time in my life I've actually gotten chills from how beautiful something was.
Seriously, if you can get there before you die, do it. There are plenty of pics on the net but they don't do it any justice.
Yes. My wife and I must have spent at least 2 hours there walking around and enjoying it. Breathtaking!
In all seriousness, the birth of my daughter and those first few hours with her...
or Kate Upton in body paint...can't quite decide.
I could go for that... although I'm not quite sure what the hell that is at bottom-left. Looks like someone mixed cole slaw and scrambled eggs...
the birth of my kids
Oh Double Rainbow... all the way
Hard to capture this place in a single photo - the Catherdral at Reims.
I think I shed a tear the first time I went here and saw this up close.
The smile on my daughter's face as she was receiving her diploma from Virginia Tech,
My kids and grandkids
That was a great catch. Looks like he caught the back end of the ball. Doesn't happen too often.
The most beautiful thing I have ever seen is my daughter. And by an enormous margin. Not only when she was born but on a daily basis, watching her grow up (she is 2 now) and watching her discover the world a little more each day. The physical beauty, the emotional beauty and the spiritual magnificence of it all is so beyond anything else for me.
My wife and son.
All those of you who say, wife or kids you can now abstain from posting, we get it. Really!
Am I kidding, yes, but we know, we know!!!
My kiddo, then some sights hiking on Kuaui and diving in Cozumel.
Awesome. We were there last October.
Two things come to mind. First, riding south from Queenstown New Zealand, down through the long valley into the river plains around Glenorchy, with waterfalls plunging down from high up the mountain walls. Almost too beautiful to look at.
The other was flying near the Water Gap in NJ one day. Large puffy clouds to the south, and another small plane flew between me and the clouds, close to the clouds. Suddenly I saw the scale of it all. Simply overwhelming somehow, one of those epic sights (not uncommon when you fly) that really stick with me.