Schoolhouse, feel free to share. Alisande she's in her early 70's there. She was a very spritely lady. She lived out on a farm by herself well into her 90's. Can I share a story or two? I remember being about 8 or 9 (early 60's) and Mom and I stop in at Great Grandma's. She's into her 80's by now and when we get there the side of her face is all scuffed up. Mom asks, "What happened Grandma!" "I fell going out to the mailbox." "Maybe you should have a cane." "Aaack, canes are for old people." Her daughter, my great aunt Marion, was 100 last October. She just moved into assisted living last July. Last Fall Bigbaby and I took her shopping for a new Winter coat. She wrote a check and of course the clerk asked for ID. She was so proud to whip out her drivers license, good until she turns 102. I hope I've inherited some of those genes. Ron

my car...after my son put it in a ditch Saturday night...I'm mad...but he's alive and that's what counts in the big picture! Yes...we've revoked his driving privileges and he's off our insurance...if we manage to keep from getting canceled because of his driving record...in the meantime, I'm driving a rental and waiting for the adjuster to give me the news if it's fixable...

I shot this through a window, using maximum zoom, so the quality isn't the best. But I was fascinated to watch a wild rabbit in the process of grooming. I didn't realize they lick themselves as cats do.

My DD last night when we all got together to celebrate two birthdays and two graduations. Cheers!!