Don't let Joe Cool fool you. He liked his shades (the cool factor, obviously), but they made everything so dark, darn it! Solution: let them hang off your nose.
Daddy and Pilgrim. They love each other.
I call this trio "Artist and Blueberries."
Speaking of blueberries, we went to the patch around the corner from our house a few times this summer. Tadhg loved everything about it--lots of room to explore, food to stuff your face with everywhere you look. But the best part was by far this little chair outside the shed where you weigh and pay for your berries.
A rainbow landed in our garden.
And so did a bunch of potato bugs. (Don't worry. With great vigilance, Rundy and I fought off the hordes and ended up with about 100 pounds of potatoes.)
My first batch of ciabatta rolls. Not in my brother-in-law Justin's league (obviously to anyone who knows him), but not too shabby for a first attempt.
And here are some more videos to round it off.
Crow call.
Ice cream cake.
Tadhg sweet talkin'.
Hoot like an owl.
Chats with Mr. Pippin.
Contemplating thunderstorms (with equilibrium only because he's in Daddy's lap).
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