A great afternoon walk with Kate and Justin through the Mendocino County Botanical Gardens in Ft. Bragg, California. 47 acres of plants, flowers, trees. stretching all the way to the coast. The rhododendron were in full flower throughout the park, too many varieties to count and other plants abounded. A stunning place.
Last week we had the pleasure of a visit from our nephew Timmy, his wife Jody, and their five children who live in Springville, Indiana. Great family, great kids, although Leslie and I would both admit to being exhausted after having five kids in the house for two very rainy days. Wouldn't trade it for anything. My apologies for not getting pictures of Jody with their three month old baby, Canaan.
Going to visit these two in California tomorrow.
Our friend Ricky, at home.
An early image from my time in Sodom that did not make it into Sodom Laurel Album.
So my son, my oldest child, turns 38 years old today. I know I'm feeling the same sense of pride that most of us feel for our children. He's become a fine young man. One of the many things I love about my son is his ability and ease with people. He knows no strangers and seemingly finds common ground with most everyone. It's' a gift not everyone has that has become very important in this contentious world we live in.
Happy Birthday, Ben.
Today would have been my mother's 97th birthday. Wishing you a Happy Birthday, Mom, from your first born. Love you and Miss you.
In these times of turmoil, when pure evil seems to reign, I look out my studio door for a measure of peace, serenity, and regeneration.
Another March. Another March Madness.
But this year has special resonance as
It's the 35th Anniversary of NC State winning the championship.
Our friends Robert and Jane are diehard Wolfpack fans,
And their boys are in the tournament again this year.
So, here's to NC State and Lorenzo Charles.
May they be victorious.
And may it happen quickly.
So the rest of us can change the channel.
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a Valentine,
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I've been out 'til quarter of three,
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.?
This was a stressful period of time in my life. I won't go into the gory details except to say I had just opened a studio in the empty warehouse space on the third floor of the Flow Building. It would prove to be a cold and hot place to work. On most cold mornings I would wander down to Doc Niles's place, Roberts Pharmacy. They had an old fashioned counter with a soda fountain and would serve breakfast and lunch. Invariably, I would order biscuits and gravy, two eggs, sausage and coffee. Enough carbs and warm playfulness to keep me going all day.