My second son tries to teach our rambunctious young cat to walk on a leash.
Going about as well as you would expect.
Stone man on the trail in the woods.
The half white deer, growing up fast. My wife: "Does it mean anything? An omen? Does it mean Trump will lose? Wouldn't that be great." A doe with beautiful twin fauns has also been hanging around the neighborhood, like she is showing them off, but I haven't been able to get a picture of them.
Volunteer petunia growing in the front steps.
Stone tool called a scraper from a Navy base in Washington where I worked for one day last week.
Cats are walking armories -- Blades, Blades, and more Blades.
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