
The dresser
(that used to be here) outlived it's usefulness. After several years of cramming clothes the bottoms fell out and the handles broke off. A puppy even ate the lower drawer. It was time to die. And Terri and friends were all too happy to make it happen.

Uh, then we burned it in what was left of our apple tree.

And it got kinda big.


Our friend
Andy charring the ceremonial birthday bat of doom.

Here Robert Kelly Highlander proves that
Scotland, too, had
leprechauns.
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