Note about the images in the slide show below: Click on View All Images for the full view. The slide show cropped them a bit. Also, larger, printable sizes are on shutterfly, so if you want prints, let me know and I'll send you the link.

New Pics of Sharday

We've been holed up in the apartment because we're all sick, but yesterday I tried out my new camera with a little light from the window.

Midday at Midnight

Well, not quite. But this evening after sunset in Fremont, CA, I traveled down S. Eagle Rd. in the bright daylight, turned "right" onto E. Kuna Mora Rd., crossed the tracks, didn't get hit by a train, and stopped at the entrance to Grandpa's driveway. I couldn't make out the house very well because of the Russian Olive at the weir. But a few paces farther northwest, there it was, white and green, not obscured by anything. I looked up at the bright clouds thinly veiling the sun. I said hello to a cow.

Then I tried to visit our friends Kirk & Rebekah in Michigan, but couldn't get closer than a flight overhead, which disclosed varying depths in the nearby lakes.

Google maps. Wow.

Better Late ....

Some pics from Memorial Day. Still need to develop the other roll from that day, but here's a start:

Labor Day. Mostly I didn't labor. Kirk came over for a barbecue - last opportunity to see him before his move to New York City ... tomorrow. In honor of the occasion, I made the nearest thing to my dad's potato salad that I could. Kirk said it came pretty close.

Sharday had fun feeling Kirk's beard. Joe manned the barbecue. After filling ourselves, we watched a couple of Monk episodes. Kirk slept through at least two halves. Pretty low-key.

Didn't get any pictures. Woops.

Kirk left us his paintings by Grandpa. He's taking only what will fit in his car. Picked up his mail and off he went. See you in January, Kirk.

Sharday's First View of the Pacific

Joe's working overtime out of Paso Robles for three weeks. Sharday and I are in the hotel with him for most of each week, but we head home for medical appointments and, this weekend, my Great Uncle Gifford and Aunt Marrion's 50th wedding anniversary.

Last night Joe got off work after a mere 10 hours, leaving enough evening to journey 40 minutes to the coast at Cayucos. We decided to celebrate paying off the car with a nice Italian dinner. The Chicken Marsala was phenomenal, and the stars were especially bright on the dark drive "home." Draco was out. And the Milky Way. When it's not foggy, it seems seaside air is exceptionally clear. It's all that wind, I suppose - the breeze that made my daughter cold.



Yes, her outfit makes her look like a boy. It was the warmest we had with us. I've been looking for cute little hair things for babies, but I must be checking the wrong departments. Surely between Sears and Target I ought to be able to decorate my child's head, declaring to the world her femininity.