Summer's done?

     

     Well, spring sprung and half a million acres of forest went up in smoke; we evacuated to St John's with ten cats and three dogs and a trailer full of the books, pictures, musical instruments and papers I thought I couldn't live without. But that was just for one week; I just spent another week visiting some of Kathy's family who spend summers in New Mexico. All I needed was a volume of Edward Abbey essays, a hat, walking stick and a stout pair of walking shoes and a notebook . . . see the pics on Flickr. Oh, and I did take musical instruments and played jigs and reels and sang a few songs . . .

      And as you see my beard is back greyer than ever: