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Good Grief

I love this series of photos of Erik's mom, Millie, listening to him tell a story. She goes through all the stages of being Erik's audience.

There's the initial crack-up.

Then there's a combination of disbelief and denial, the "I can't believe where this story is going and I'm not sure I want to know how it ends" stage.

And even though we think we've prepared ourselves for any conclusion, he still manages to deliver a zinger at the end. This is the "Are you kidding me?" stage. And with it comes acceptance.

Roses and Rachel

Here's a slideshow from Sunday: pictures of Janice's pretty roses and a pretty picture of Janice and our little cousin Rachel.

I Love a Rainy Night

It felt like we had a thunderstorm every day for the first two weeks of July. I loved it for three reasons.

1) Free Water

The garden got watered for free with no effort on my part.

2) Rainbows

Here's one I spied in Meriden.

3) Lots of post-storm raindrops for a digital macro-obsessed photographer

Here are some on our lupines and snap peas.

From Our Garden ::...

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Erik and the Bird

You may have seen this photo before. It's been circulating for a couple of years. When I see stuff like this, I can't help but wonder: what is going on in this picture?

Let me set the scene for you. Erik and I were visiting Grandma and Grandpa in Gloucester when we heard a thump on the living room window. Grandpa went outside to investigate.

The rest of us followed. It was a stunned, but alive, juvenile robin that had crashed into the glass.

So Long, Ashburnham

Before my mother and step-father moved away from Ashburnham a couple of years ago, I asked Erik and Craig to take a walk with me in the woods behind the house.

MLB Twins VS Tigers

Tigers were down 5-0 bottom of the 7th with runners at the corners with no outs and 
old man Pudge Rodriguez at the plate with a full count and ripped a 
triple to bring in 2. Very exciting! Then the next batter ripped a long single that he appeared to turn into a double but as the 2nd baseman applied the tag a split second too late the runner decided he'd maybe try to outrun the 2nd baseman by getting up and advancing to third, but of course he was tagged out only the 2nd baseman dropped the ball, but the runner wasn't aware and was not advised by the 3rd base coach that if he just stepped on third he'd be safe, so he proceeded to walk towards the dugout. It was quite weird, but at least he drove in Pudge! Next up was Gary Sheffield who knocked a nice line drive out of the park bringing the Tiger's within one, but that would pretty much be it as their pitching staff gave up another half dozen runs or so and they were not able to come back.

More Motown coloquialisms

Here at Comerica park, home of the Detroit baseball team called the 
Tigers, they have quite the culinary offerings inside. I opted for a 
fried sugary delight resembling what we New Engladers refer to as 
fried dough or fry dough. As you can see from the pic, here in the 
Midwest they are called "elephant ears" and dough I doubt theyre 
completely vegan, I'm fairly confident they do not contain any real 
elephant.

Graduation Station

I'm so proud of Craig for graduating summa cum laude from the University of Hartford on Sunday.

Though the time has flown by, I'm glad I've had four years to practice getting my picture taken.

See more photos in the album.

Happy Mother's Day

Spring Things

Happy Easter, everybunny.