Sweet Al, vous êtes en France. Enfin, vous allez utiliser la langue que vous avez étudié pendant cinq ans. Je parie que c'est vous l'intérieur à s'exprimer exprimer elle-même. Lorsque j'étais en France, J'ai vécu beaucoup de Français avec beaucoup de parfum. Ils n'avaient pas l'air de croire en baignade aussi fréquemment que nous américains. Voici une photo de votre bien-aimé, le potiron. Elle ne peut pas vraiment faire ce grand pas. Je t'aime, maman

Five Days

You say, "I'm headed into the wilderness, Mom?"

That you'll be tramping in nature's wild

the last few days of your New Zealand stint?

"Just in case you're wondering...

where your daughter is..."

Who are you?

What are you made of?

Just when I thought I had you pegged...

you, who I thought was my little city girl,

stepped away from all that was familiar...

only to discover that you too

love the wonder that only nature can offer.

You have found your way to the same holy place

your brother and I love.

Welcome, Sweetheart.

Five days and counting.

You will sweep through my heart

for two months and ...

off again you will go.

I'll stand in the road watching as you disappear again...

left to anticipate your next appearance.

I love you, Al, the absolute opposite of

the slightest of slight.

Mum

Spring Hopping... First Stop: Jefferson Pools

Teresa and I have decided we will check out every spring we can find... starting close to home and venturing beyond... Who knows, maybe we'll be in the Mediterranean before you know it.

We went hiking on our way to the Jefferson Pools... in Bath County... and found this unique rock that looks like a hand.

A little cold for a picnic at 3,000 feet up, but we did it.

Then off to the pools we went. 98 degrees sulfur water flowing unstoppably into this pool they built... rustic.

This is what you see when you look up... as you're floating in the pool.

We're thinking about a West Virginia trip in January. Wanna come, Al?

What Do You Think About That, Al?

Linda's Friend

Linda met this guy in Maine while hiking with friends. Out of the blue, he seemed to appear, with a keen interest in Linda. "Who are you?" he said. Then, for a week or so, he called, he e-mailed, he called more, e-mailed more. This led to a trip south... driving the 13 hours or so it takes to get to Crozet, Virginia, from Gloucestire (did I spell that right? who cares, really.), Maine.

He arrived on Thursday evening.

That's what's goin' on.

Love you, Al...... Mum

Blue Skies Callin' My Name... Nothin' But Blue Skies...

Actually I'm posting this picture so you can see how blue the blue sky is. Remarkable. The garlic is coming up. The garden is beautiful. Brandon's in his element.

We're eating a whole lot of sweet potatoes. Kale coming up in the greenhouse... and spinach. Not quite big enough to eat yet.

The temp's been quite comfy with the days holding in the 60s mainly. Today, though, it's dropped down to 45.

All is well. Had a dream about one of the pigs. Not feeling so good about what's coming. Told Brandon and now he says he's not feeling so great about it either. What a learning experience.

Started making kombucha yesterday. We'll see how it goes. Would like to master making nice and carbonated, not too sweet... perfect. Plan to make elderberry and muscadine flavors.

Sitting in Greenberry's typing this drinking Jasmine Green tea. Nice scene, actually.

Wow, you know Christmas is right around the corner? You'll be home. Yippee.

Love you, Al...... Mum

Hi There... from Alea and... is it Dutchess?