More than a Trace

Yesterday, the forecasters predicted a trace of snow for our area. Instead it snowed most of the day. Our neighbor with the massive snowblower did our driveway and the sidewalk along the road. I suppose he figures that once he gets it started he might as well do the block.

Viking Hut in National Botanic Garden (Ireland)

The first day we were in Ireland this past summer, we focussed on getting sim cards for our cell phones. We found a small electronics shop on Grafton streets that quickly outfitted our phones with a telephone plan. We also had the obligatory lunch at a pub where I ate fish and chips.

Our second day, we took our phones and our umbrellas to the National Botanic Garden, where I took this photo of a reconstructed Viking house.

Happy Birthday Rion

Today, Rion is eleven years old. He was born to a mother who was in the Pikes Peak Humane Society foster program eleven years ago. We adopted him two months later, and this photo was taken the day after he came to live with us. The first few weeks he spent the nights in a crate on the bed so I would be able to take him out when he got restless. I used the orange quilt over the crate so it wouldn’t be too drafty for him.