Hello world

Hello world.
Yes, I still live.
It's been a busy summer.
Papa took the grandkids to free fishing day at Champoeg.

I had surgery on my toe.

Now I can wear shoes again.

You're welcome.

We seemed to have grandkids to stay quite often.

It was fantabulous.

The summer was hot and everything ripened early. 

Fruit prices were down.

Jeff actually helped me prepare cherries for drying.

It was fantabulous.

And unexpected.

The garden grew.

Little Jeff got baptised and his Peruvian abuelitos were there.

I got to spend a couple of weeks visiting faraway grandchildren.

And grand-dogs.

It was fantabulous.

More fun in the sun.

Moe and Shirley still hang out in the back garden.

Their existence hangs by a thread unless they start laying more eggs.

Mere cuteness does not constitute a reason for living.

Nana Camp happened.

Bubbles were blown.

And popped with glee.

Squishy balls were made.

On the second night, Madelyn woke up and threw up all over herself and Josh squished in beside me in the wee hours and had asthma attacks for the rest of the night. It was glorious.

And now summer is over.

In just over a week, we will be Scotland-bound.

Stay tuned.