“Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings”*

by chuckofish

Well, daughter #1 made it into town and we had a super fun weekend, exhausting ourselves with activities and celebrating her birthday.

We stopped at Club Taco on the way home from the airport for margaritas, sitting outside on a beautiful flyover evening.


We went to a couple of estate sales, to the Sign of the Arrow and a fabric store, for a couple of long, long walks, for more margaritas. The boy and daughter #3 came over to a birthday bar-b-que. The usual things.

And we went to the zoo.



Now she has jetted back to NYC and it’s back to the salt mines for moi. Sigh.

*These are a few of my favorite things, Oscar Hammerstein