I love bubbles so much it isn’t even funny.  I was so excited to see Joanna’s post about bubbles at Cup of Jo the other day.  The bubble painting below was done years ago from a photo taken while blowing bubbles at night.  They were lit by my grandparent’s porch light, and the result was truly trippy.  And magical.  At the park today, I got to do my own rendition of Odin Hole Standal’s soap bubbles over the fjord.  Don’t judge too harshly, because last time I checked, Tri Cities does not have a fjord or mountains with snow, and also, I didn’t get up at sunrise.  But still, aren’t they pretty?