I love my camera
She could have beaten any of the Riordans to the phone
Young pianist trying to decide what in his repetoire he can play perfectly on this Steinway. His feelings afterward: It was hard because it didn't sound the same as our piano, he was with a lot of strangers (he was put on the spot), and he didn't have his music.
I'll take these bookshelves, thank you.
The closest he may ever get to a Harris Hawk in flight. And it was pretty close!
The tooth fairy does come to hotel rooms. Our hotel was fresh out of the tooth fairy signalling device (think high-powered laser pointer/Bat Signal) but the tooth fairy made it here anyway with cash for the large molar that Spelunker happily dislodged yesterday.
We have found the hotel room if the home group extraordinaire ever comes to Flagstaff. The sign out front advertised "Martians Welcome." I think we would fit right in. We could bring our extended family as well.
Ate at The Place for breakfast. I have never seen the young pianist eat so much. He ate all of his food and much of mine.
Interesting fact about Great Horned Owls: They really like to eat skunk. You don't want one living in a tree near your house.
The Odyssey has traversed many a dirt road. Desperately needs a bath and maybe an alignment.
Still, it is a happy car.
It is not going to be so nice to be outside at home. :-(
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