Ian and Eric used to get furious with me when I'd slow down hikes while leaning over flowers with my camera. At least this afternoon I restricted my vice to the garden as I took a break from my dayjob, compelled outdoors by bits of sun between clouds of a waning storm.

A cool thing about becoming fairly aged is the span of time one's experiences cover, reaching back into environments and cultures that no longer exist. Another cool thing are the memory clips that bubble up seemingly out of nowhere like little treasures

What fun it was to see everyone and get caught up on what's up. Thank you Dana and Sebastian, Rich and Meaghan for the wonderful gathering. Here's a sneak preview - the rest of the pics are here

...that Christmas is only seven months from today. Almost half way there, Tone!!

(he asks a lot)

Uh oh - keep an eye out for Mr. Toad ...

Up until this weekend the jeans were still presentable at, say, Home Depot. Hilda even thought they looked kinda cool, with the fading and frayed holes developed through years of wear.