Harmonic Convergence

On Friday night, I went to a party and was introduced to a woman who grew up on the street where my house is.

She told me about how all the kids sled and toboggan on the town easement that runs behind the houses. She told me about how she used to babysit for the kids who used to live in my house, and about the time the kids lit the curtains on fire (!) and she got in trouble for putting out the fire herself instead of calling the fire department (there was no 911 back in those days). She told me about what a peaceful neighborhood it was, and how much fun it was to grow up there, with the park and the creek at the end of the street.

I think I'm gonna like it there.

Oh, and just because these guys haven't been getting enough blog time lately:





There are plenty of napping options on the deck, but this toweled-covered chair has obtained Favorite status. They'll cram into it together rather than nap somewhere else.