This has nothing to do with organizing--just our weird family and our trip to the U.P. of Michigan.
Here I am reading the log books to Emmy. "Here's what Mommy looked like when she was in the 8th grade going into high school. " and "Here's what Grandma Judy looked like when she turned 40!" (Sorry, I don't have the shots, but they are hilarious)
Playing "BALF" as I call it. It's quite fun! I think I was the "reining champ" last year?!! Go figure.. something athletic and coordinated, and I did it. Incidentally, my team came in last place this year. I guess it's all random, isn't it?
Do we not look like the "yooper" couple here? Dad in his flannel shirt and baseball cap, ma with her mouth open, with a lovely woodpile as a backdrop... aahh.. so scenic.
Collecting orange "Indian paintbrushes" as we call them. Not sure what the botanical world calls them.
Wow! Are you ever patient! Thanks for the trip to the cottage, Dad.