My Mom on her 90th birthday. She transcended to the next dimension at 91. Way to young.
Wes an our three dogs, two cavapoos, Esme and Sookie, and a golden, Oona.
My Mom and four of her six children. (I'm in the yellow blouse.)
Wes and I on Stuart Beach, Fla. a year or two ago.
My sister and I on top of a mountain in Arizona we climbed as part of an Elderhostel group.
Yes, we went all the way to the top.
Elderhostel hiking group.
My Mom and niece one Christmas.
My three brothers.
Every few years we get a snowfall that may last a few hours. Wes and the snowman.
Me, a snowman, and a neighbor's dog.
My house and refuge.
Ariel and I.
My Mom (90 years old) and her granddaughters.
Almost the whole family.
The women of the family.
The men of the family.
My youngest son, Trey.
Trey doing a Kung Fu leaping kick.
My oldest son, Joshua, tending the barbeque and acting like a goof ball.
The surviving siblings.
Wes, me, Ariel, and her husband Thomas on brooklyn bridge.
Me holding the world's cutest puppy.
Glamour shot of Ariel, my daughter.
My niece, Signi, with her new baby, Sean, one month old.
My nephew, Teagen, his wife Ashley, and their new baby girl, Zora.
Thomas, digging the sewer ditch for the third time in 100 degree heat.
Gorgeous English country home we stayed in for a few days. Cool!
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