The Scene of The Crime

This is all that's left of a beautiful pork roast.

THE ACCUSED!

Joel Practicing His Grandparenting Skills

A Rose By Any Other Name

Joel just brought these beautiful roses in from our garden.

Pennies From Heaven

The other evening the National Warning System sounded over the radio. Joel got all excited thinking about an impending thunderstorm. He waited patiently for the beeping to stop, the silent pause and finally the mechanical, computer generated voice stating a storm system was heading our way!!!! Be prepared, it said, for.........penny sized hail and............16 mile per hour winds! We were shaking in our boots...not from fear but from laughter. A warning like that on the great plains wouldn't even have elicited a raised eyebrow. There we were bombarded by baseball sized meteors crashing at blazing speeds with such impact they knocked down tree limbs the size of redwood trunks, making our lawns look like tossed salads of ruined perennials, annuals and tree leaves, accompanied by winds so cacophonous, it sounded like trains speeding by.