Went to a wonderful art gallery in Rochester, visited the small museum in Hammondsport to oogle old mortorcycles, tried to soak up as much of Walt's special presence as possible, sent him back to his awful little dorm room, ordered a boatload of fruits and vegetables, harvested the last of our garden, saw a genuine NY tree frog for the first time, dealt with obnoxious cats and dirty dogs, were saddened at the demise of a motorcycle's motor.
|
Giggling with a goat |
|
Crazy for vintage motorcycles |
|
My favorite |
|
such a smelly, depressing room. Come on, Geneseo, step up and renovate!! |
|
I picked these with the cutest Amish kid I've ever seen. |
|
Got confused about box size, ended up ordering two of these |
|
Finally started getting produce from our garden, tomatoes did pretty good this year |
|
Didn't realize NY had tree frogs |
|
She's gotten so plump since surgery, may need to enlarge her door |
|
Still not able to understand why she can't get inside, beginning to wonder about her brain |
|
Bobbing for.....? |
|
.....a tomato stolen from garden |
|
In dozens of pieces in the basement and garage. Expected resurrection in a couple months. |
|
Goodbye, Mr. Octopus. Parents refuse to buy any more until she shows some respect for her other toys |
|
This one just gives me the creeps |