20 Apr 2015 After a long day/week/year, we hang out in the garden with G-Boogie and the dogs. We grill steaks or fish or portobello mushrooms. We give each other neck massages and say we shouldn’t work so hard or maybe this is as good as it gets. Maybe it is. 0
19 Apr 2015 Some random honey on Bourbon Street holding up some t-shirt with a slogan I don’t understand. 0
17 Apr 2015 Barclay in her backyard. She loves to hang, chase the cat, and play ball. Notice her intense gaze. Focus and concentration will get her the ball or the cat, whichever comes across her path first. 0
16 Apr 2015 Here is San Fran four years ago when we went west for Cassie and Matt’s wedding. One should always go west for weddings. If you go west, you can ride off into the sunset wearing cowboy boots and not much else. You can know that the future is yours and that you will live happily ever after. Happily ever after to C and M. 0
14 Apr 2015 Here is Patrick in my sister’s backyard wearing his “Proceed to Party” muscle shirt (which was, coincidentally, gifted to him by said sis). From this point on, he proceeded to party. 0
13 Apr 2015 Here is Derek after he put the tent up in the rain. Got soaked doing it, too. Then he dried himself off by catching cabbages and potatoes and moon pies at the Parade. Mom cooked it all up, and there is cabbage mash for days. Our old family tradition of catching dinner off of floats. 0
