We've been busy prepping the A frame for new shingles, so a short note to let you know we are still kicking.


Geese heading your way, Tim.




Lately, most mornings have looked like this.



A grouse in a fir tree.



Loony tunes.



The egg on the left is a chicken egg, the egg on the right washed up on the boat ramp.




I have to admit that you don't get pictures like this one when the lake is covered in snow.