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| My parents' home in SD. That porch is one of my favorite spots in the world. |
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| Matt, after a day of pulling fence posts. See the white residue on his shirt? Yep. That's dried salt/sweat. He's laughing because he's tried to give the kids a hug at least twice...and they keep running away, shrieking. |
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| The tiny figure in the middle is Spencer, the now-feral beagle, who has worn his lips and nose to raw nubbins with all the sniffing and tracking of rabbits. He now knows his true purpose in life, and it starts at dawn and ends with a total collapse at dusk. I wish you could see his perma-grin. |
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| Grace, helping me water Grandma's flowers. She fits right in with all the blooms, don't you think? |
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| Grace wanted to take a photo of the two of us. "Say 'I'm sitting on a bug,' Jonnie!" she told him. He wasn't so sure about that. |
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| Happy girls... |
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| ...and silly, too! |
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| Every child who has ever visited a farm likely has an in-the-tire shot. Classic stuff! Here, they are in the tire of a J.D. combine. |
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| I now know that boys must climb. It's a force of nature. Thank goodness there are fences here...lots and lots of fences. |
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| They must also drive EVERYTHING at least twice before you can remove them, usually screaming, from behind the wheel. Again, we've come to the right place. |
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| Grace is a very smart big sister. Therefore, she lets Jonathan have the main seat, while she rides in the buddy seat. Nobody gets hurt, and everyone goes home happy. |
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| Very, very happy! |
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