So, that last, big blog just brought you up to the 11th. On the 12th we had dinner at the AKA Smith's with their townie neighbours, Bill and Madeline. No pics due to technical problems and the Marshal Service. 

On the 13th we went to the Estate to welcome Paul and Sharon, and David back to the center. And to meet Beatrice, David's wife, who hadn't been here before. We ended up staying here for dinner, too.

David and Beatrice.

Me and Sir Edwin.

Jose and her cuppa.

I don't think that the iPad takes good crowd shots.

On Monday we went to town to fill the fridge and for my dental appointment. Tuesday we were back to town to put Grasshopper on a jet plane, OK it was a turbo prop, to the land that time forgot. Yeah, you know what that means, don't ya. 

Where did the red bucket go? 

Weird cloud over the city Wednesday evening.

It was only 10C Thursday morning. This snake was warming up next to the fire pit.

The loons were nervous as an eagle skulked about.

Is this what you've really been waiting for?

I love this one.

Rehab for Rob Ford?

Or, to remember putting them there after you finally find them.

Hey! I have a doppelganger out there! Yeah! Another Frankensteiner! 

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