
After a 90+ degree day, we sat outside under the night time sky, watching the stars...and listening to the hills ringing with every idiot in the county shooting bullets towards the moon. After surviving the celebratory gunfire, we ate our farm raised beef burgers [we rarely eat beef, but it was a nice change], fried potatoes, beet greens, and pecan pie. I asked Martyn to take a picture of me and the One Eyed Pug with our pecan pie, but it turned into more of a belly shot of Billy.

Took a dip in the river too...our first of the season.
There is much to share this week...like a story about an ear, a barnyard meeting to discuss social networking benefits, and more art....stay tuned.