

My life is full of all sorts of blessings. Most of which are my fantastic husband and our adventures together and my family. My love of my family, (particularly my sister's kids), and travel, have manifested itself in my love of photography. Here is where I will "show off" the people and moments I love and hold dear.
Mark and Wendy were having dinner at our house when the boys got done fishing. So Rebecca brought them here. To my slight discomfort, the boys immediately wanted to clean and cook their catch. It's not that I'm squeamish about dead stuff, blood, guts and all that, it's just that my house is still so brand new... and fish scales and bloodguts.... just don't go with my de'cor.
So at 10 pm, we set the card table out in the front yard, where Wendy and Rebecca proceeded to teach and instruct 2 very Alaskan boys how to cut, gut and clean their fish. Wendy is using a native ULU knife....
Wendy showing Andrew how to squish the guts and poop out of the hole where it's head used to be.
Jacob gave a tour of his sailing vessel, yet unnamed ,while it was in drydock for some repairs.
The "stateroom" has a nice "clubhouse getaway" feel to it.




This series of pics was kinda funny but kinda worrisome. The twins wandered over to sidewalk and looked like they were contemplating the street. "What is this? Should we step on it? What's over there? Do you think we'll ever go over there? Should we go now?" Finally they must've decided to wait for mom to take them later. They went back to her. She was making me mad for not paying attention to how close they were to the street. No warning or scolding. She just kept eating away....She needs parenting classes.