Poppets Promises

A few months back, Charlotte came home from Day Care with a pot. In that pot there was dirt. And in that dirt, there were promises of greatness.
Weeks later: nothing doing.
"What should we do with this?" the wife asked, turning her nose up at the the dry dirt in a pretty little vase.
"Water it!" I replied.
We did, and Jack's beans began to sprout.
This morning: (after weeks of guessing).
"Check it out-Tig has grown her first flower."

Fun Times On The Fundy

There's only one thing to be done when the Fundy tide on New River Beach, NB is rolling up the shore at walking pace...

...Bury Will!!!

All A'board The Beaver's Lodge

Chipmunks, humming birds, boat rides, wombee, super constallation's EDC, hydraulic pumps, solar panels,log cabins, double beds, wood stoves, loons, eagles, feed the ducks, have a swim, rc boats, indian reserve, turtles eggs, beaver dam, ice locker, scoobie doo, toy trucks, pork chops, huckle-berry pie...
...and of course: A TRAIN RIDE!!!

Thank you Diane & David Freeman!!!