Grandpa G.

Our final stop this weekend was in Vernal where we got to visit with Grandpa G. and Helen. It was nice to see him and to finally meet Helen. Grandpa is 91 and just as full of energy as anyone I've ever met. He's such a sweet man and greatly concerns himself with the well being of others. I aspire to be as good hearted a person as grandpa when I grow up.

Fishing at the Gorge

Well, it's not as easy at it looks. We had some difficulty keeping the lines from twisting around each other and ended up dragging buckets behind the boat, because we didn't have a trolling plate. Oddly enough, we did manage to catch a few fish. Someone please explain my strange fascination with cleaning fish. I love to rip the little bugger's guts out.

Flaming Gorge

Went to the Gorge with Kathy and Dennis this past weekend. It was all sorts of fun. The weather was mostly beautiful with some scattered showers. Our final salute to all the summer fun.

Gone Fishin'

Backpacking was thwarted again this Labor Day weekend with the threat of rain. Instead, we went fishing at Echo. Kelly caught the fish of the day and the dogs enjoyed foraging for remaining hamburger pieces.

Freddie the Fish

So, it's the last 15 minutes of work and I'm playing with the settings on my phone. I notice that you can take pictures in negative format. Faaabulous. There were no willing participants in my little picture experiment, but Freddie the Beta fish, who lives in an aquatic wonderland on my desk, was more than happy to pose for his cameo. I thought the pictures were quite artsy fartsy and interesting. Freddie hopes that you quite enjoy the pix of his good side.

Baby Eleanor

Little baby Ellie was born August 27th at 9:47 p.m. Weighing in at a whopping 7 pounds 8 ounces. Look at all her hair! Congrats Leslie and Fraser, you sure know how to make 'em! Mom and dad are going to be in trouble in a few years.

Aren't They Preeeteey?

This is what happens when you fall asleep on the couch with little tosies unsupervised. I happen to think they're quite becoming. Hmmm...falling asleep on the couch. What are we, like 90?