I’m falling behind and the problem is the number of stunning photographs taken by various people with the two available cameras at Diane’s party.  (You’ve seen many of Goose’s on his slide show) I’ve got to edit them down from five hundred to some manageable number. In the meantime here’s one from the party

and one I took of Hil B, who flew in from Ohio, after I dropped her off Monday morning at Portsmouth International Airport in NH.

Karen and Goose flooded the house with flowers for Diane’s birthday and then Jeff and Karen’s massive bouquet arrived.

To no one in particular:

Goose: There are so many flowers.

Karen: That’s a good thing, you can never have too many flowers.

Goose: I didn’t say it was a bad thing.

Me: Karen, the only people who’ll suffer are those who read the blog.

Karen: Why?

Me: This means more flower photos.

Accompanying music: “Not Sorry” by the Cranberries.

Karen and Goose flooded the house with flowers for Diane’s birthday and then Jeff and Karen’s massive bouquet arrived.

To no one in particular:

Goose: There are so many flowers.

Karen: That’s a good thing, you can never have too many flowers.

Goose: I didn’t say it was a bad thing.

Me: Karen, the only people who’ll suffer are those who read the blog.

Karen: Why?

Me: This means more flower photos.

Accompanying music: “Not Sorry” by the Cranberries.

Our house, our neighbors, more snow, will it ever stop?

Apple orchard in Littleton.

I read like a goat eats. I don’t see punctuation, and whatever is in my way, well, it sure doesn’t effect my comprehension, as it clearly does smiling Dan’s. Btw, Jennifer, nice grenade you launched at him a while back. I’m guessing he didn’t see it. However, whenever I read something I’ve written, say, more than three days ago, I’m astounded by the number of of typos, and, what Adam refers to as my comma carnage.

Does it make a difference that I know I’m repeating myself? It’s all so I can post this cartoon which applies to me more than this one.