Wednesday, July 2, 2008. Thursday, June 5, 2008. I am posting this poem by my sister, the lovely Abigail Smithson, at her request. I am an ice cube alone in the ocean. I was awoken from sleep. Startled, I felt drowsy but excited. I was delicate as lace. Like water fills a lake. You gently washed against me. Drumming your mouth against my legs. Your arms were like clouds, gently sliding on the surface. Wanting and then gone, so early before the blue hit the sky. Yael Naim - New Soul.

Join us in exploring the long tail of the blogosphere. Our aim is to share interesting sites that we find in our travels. Tuesday, December 02, 2008. Great alternative - Very Short List. While this blog continues in hibernation, you who do visit here would be most interested in checking out the Very Short List. It does so much better than we tried to do. Monday through Friday, great stuff.

Thoughts at the end of the day,. Sunday, August 30, 2009. Jill and I got two puppies in June and took them camping twice this summer. Once to Lake Sylvan and the second time to Bear Lake. They did a great job on the day hikes and at the camp ground they were well behaved. Here are some photos of them in the Rocky Mountains! Jill Walking over the creek towards Smith Lake. Hiking in the Flat Tops Wilderness in the Routt National Forest. Camping at Bear Lake Campground. Wednesday, August 26, 2009.