Roxsol, your photo reminded me of this. Our oldest granddaughters were 5 and 4 at the time. The one on the left called her bass a ‘big mouth basset’. We still kid her about it.

And some bird pictures from my currently ongoing trip to St Pete, Florida

My brother painted this in art class in high school, and it hangs in my living room. The truck in the foreground is a '41 Chevy pickup my brother and dad restored (I had a green one my Dad had restored a couple years earlier). In the background are a '39 Ford sedan and a '37 Ford pickup that they also restored. However much the cars reflect what my brother actually had, the rest of the painting is nothing like where we grew up. I picked the frame and remain pleased with how it acts as an extension of the barn

Detail in the ceiling of the National Cathedral, Washington, DC.