Five weeks to go!

Hmm... which one's bigger? :D

Friends

Brandon getting a kiss from a young alpaca late this afternoon.

By the way

I have to say a word about this profile picture of ours. Some of you have voiced your concerns that we stole it from somewhere in cyberspace:) Well we didn't, beautifully composed as it is. Ruth took it. So there.

;)

~S. <><

Morning Glory

Spent Friday night/Saturday up at Mom and Dad's. I ate breakfast on the porch, watching the sun rise over a forest wrapped in fog, and thinking that everybody who does not live in the country must be, in some sense, kidding.

The day gradually evolved into a sailing trip, as all good days do. I think I found evidence of a stowaway.

This was Dustin, my little brother, who invariably makes straight for the cabin the moment you hoist his reluctant self onto a boat. Some vain hope he harbours, I think, that if he can ignore the water around him it will go away. The poor boy has yet to learn that, in the words of the very wise Ratty from Wind in the Willows, "There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."

And so, since we haven't posted in over a month, I think you probably ought to know that we have less than six weeks remaining until the birth of our first child. Ruth is doing very well, in spite of the fact that the kid sleeps all day and moves around all night. Poor thing's gonna have jet lag when it's born.