Leo as Roy Gardner, bandit of the 1920s.
The photo below reminds me of a George and Martha story by James Marshall.
George decided to dress up in disguise and much to his disappointment, Martha recognizes him.
George was so disappointed.
He walked away hanging his head.
Martha felt simply awful.
She hadn’t meant to hurt George’s feelings.
“George,” said Martha. “I would never have recognized
you if it hadn’t been for your bright smiling eyes.
It’s so hard to disguise smiling eyes.”
And , of course, George felt much, much better.
A monumental zinnia quilt at Shelburne Museum by Velda Newman. In her show, “Larger Than Life.”
And something from the Ben Lane Print Shop.
Crystal clear morning fishing
The first fish of the summer!
Jupey can relax, too.
Morning buns at Vergennes Laundry.
The boys scored the Danish Modern chairs in the window.
Devouring their favorites!
This apron was a new
1957 Volvo Sugga — for sale!
Love this dashboard and the numerals
David on the slack line
Audrey is a natural!
Success baking Daniel Leader’s “Paline” (buckwheat sourdough) in a tiny propane oven.
My method for creating steam — an old enamel lobster pot.
Jupey was happiest waiting in the car while we packed.
A first — going on vacation with sourdough!
Our drive in — passing Nordic Farms on Rt. 7
The boys ran down to the lake immediately with their fishing gear.
Nice silhouette of Leo – Thompson’s Point in the background.
Family portrait (see the shadows) and home for the next two weeks.
24 little hours…
The weeds took over during the heat wave last week, but they are vanquished at the moment. First flowers appeared this week, 50 days after planting.
The flowers are Benarys Giant Zinnias (scarlet, orange, and yellow) from Johnny’s Seeds.
putting in the zinnia seeds
No Northern Lights for us, but here’s what our sky looked like. Below is what they got at Mt. Washington. Wow!
Joey sneaking out for a little sun.
Trying to get away from the chickens…
But they keep following him
He tries his crazy cat moves on the chicken.
Happiness is hot asphalt and a cold snowbank? Our funny cat, Joe.