Good times

Well, the weather is back to summer here in Denver, and I had my first full day of actually feeling better for an entire day. I don't want to hold out too much hope that this is "the end", since this has been an illness of many relapses...but it sure was nice to feel like at least a portion of myself again! Flynn had a good day too. She is not a morning person, and the early half of her day is the quieter, and sometimes crankier, half. By afternoon, however, she's really coming into her own, and the late afternoon and evening are when she really shines. When she's at her happiest, she absolutely glows from every pore with it, and it's impossible to resist her. You just want to kiss her all over that little face, and sometimes it's hard to put her to bed at a reasonable hour when she's just so sweet and beguiling!

This teddy bear was a gift from my grandmother to my mum when she went to college. It was then my teddy bear when I was little. Threadbare, love-worn and eyeless, this bear is still a cut above anything you see in the stores today, and I still love it.



One of the first ripe tomatoes from our garden.....HUGE!!

Mike hunting through the back jungle in search of ripe vegetables to harvest.

Gourd vines crossing the pavement toward the back gate, heavy with fruit. Anyone need centerpieces for their Thanksgiving table this year?

Trying out her vintage trike with LaoLao. She loved this!

Go, speed racer!



Touching the bark of one of our huge, North Denver old-growth trees.