"Semi under control" ah yes Micca, Sinsull and I with Getaway fever added to excited teens wathcing a Yankee Redsox Playoff Game, I felt like a sheep dog as a storm circles the mountains. Exciting and dangerous and just waiting for someone to charge off a cliff. Not that Micca or Sinsull (or Jarius for that matter) would ever subtly egg on borderline behavior..... It was a ton of fun, but highly challenging. And just for the record I'm still four inches taller than Zach.

The Friday night sing in the dining room with crowds joining in to all the "traditional" top 40 favorites.... and having John LaPrelle laughingly say if someone starts Jet Plane I'm leaving just as Sinsull began Kumbya....

Hug and Hugs and inner warmth, connections instantly restored
Pictures of Lily of the amazing blue eyes
Sinsull covering herself with almost as much frosting as the wedding cake --leaning over is a bitch. ElGrecko muttering to himself through the Bob Song and cracking me up. Singing Baby Owlet at 4am in attempts to lullabye the cabin to bed.
Talking with Ron Davies on the way up the hill, missing Jan with him and the duets saved for next year.

Ebbie's watchful eyes and bright smile occaisionally fussing at KT. And her thoughful goodbye that touched me deeply.

I've got Solomon's Seal to plant too... perhaps Bobert is just spreading Mudcat wisdom up and down the coast..

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