Monday, July 30, 2018
July Headed Out...
The kids are going in thirty directions at one time, and we only have nine of them. Even though they're still all at least close by, it strikes me how much they are out doing their thing and helping out with others' projects.
I do enjoy when they stick around and enjoy some summer food and the company of friends, though it doesn't happen as much as I'd like.
Sunday, July 29, 2018
Looking Forward
July is wrapping up fast, as all months and years do.
It's been a wild ride with rain and heat, but we've survived gratefully and I'm hopeful for August.
For now...
Friday, July 27, 2018
Gifts From Way Far Away...

An offering of fine poetry and pleasing imagery from a a good friend and brother far off on the other side of the earth. He's a man for which our family is happy as punch to have as an inspiration and creative influence non-parleil...
Namaste, Uncle Weed, as ever!
Hot a dry again, these days. Hot and dry.
Tuesday, July 24, 2018
Pioneer Day Fireman's Breakfast 2018
Getting ready for and eating the Fireman's Breakfast.
Spring City is a fine place to live and learn.
Saturday, July 21, 2018
Bountiful Handcarts. Parade, at Least. If Not Lots of Handcarts.
Up to Bountiful for the dinner and parade.
Endless good it does us.
Thanks to the family, both here and up north.
Thursday, July 19, 2018
Wednesday, July 18, 2018
July Skies, Continued
Saturday, July 14, 2018
Sunday, July 8, 2018
Good Hope
Saturday, July 7, 2018
Friday, July 6, 2018
Water Sounds
there seems to be some changes on the southern horizon, though. Monsoon sometime soon, hopefully...
Wednesday, July 4, 2018
Independence
Not a lot of fireworks to be had today; too dry and not much of the old pocketchange required.
Hot and enjoyable to be with the family though.
Monday, July 2, 2018
A Piece of July Sky
There ya go. What I often look up to see.
When I'm lucky, which is much of the time at this time of day.
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