My summer has included grief, groans, and groping in the dark.
Same as you.
So this is not intended to be an episode of ‘my beautiful life’.
It is my retrospect of benedictions as I press onward.

:: Farmer grandson in line to show his sheep at Stock Show ::

 :: experimental gardening  growing Brussells Sprouts ::

:: captivating clematis ::

:: Mint, juice of one lime, Truvia, ice, and water ::

:: her hair reminds me of a Fibonacci spiral ::

:: halfway through The Pat Conroy Cookbook – a good book for foodies ::

:: garlic scapes and wood rounds ::

:: the moments before Susan from Munich arrived ::

:: anniversary camping trip, Curt reading Shop Class as Soulcraft ::

:: Hart Mountain National Antelope Refuge ::

:: reminds me of Hank, the Cowdog ::

:: glory, glory, glory!! a surprise sibling reunion! ::

:: Chris & Jessie’s table set for an extended family dinner ::

:: Who knew 80 could look so glamorous? ::

:: this girl, our youngest grand, lives life with zest ::

:: moving up the ladder ::

:: breakfast with Jack & Stacia, who mentored Curt in his teen years in Los Angeles ::

:: harvest golden tones ::

::   Papa cheesing it up with our Seattle grandsons ::

:: Fair is where you take the hogs in August ::

:: my ongoing magnet project — thank you, Shutterfly! ::

:: last year I saved zinnia seeds. My frugal self is exultant. ::

:: squash blossoms, garlic and cilantro from the garden; the makings of quesadillas ::

:: teddy bear doubling as a pillow ::

::  day is done (pinching myself that we live here)  ::

:: chipmunk visiting during my day of silence and solitude ::