I can't say coming home for a few days was great -- it was beastly hot for much of the time (like so many other spots here in the US) and without air, I relied on fans in the evening, the car for quick air-con cool downs and ice beanbags to take to bed. Fortunately, a rain came through with a bit of a cool down -- relief at last! Rick stayed at the lake, cycling home just in time for some fun. But a broken bike had me on stand-by for a pick-up, just in case the repair made didn't hold.
The high point of being home was seeing that my front yard no longer looked so bleak. The Black-eyed Susans and Sweet peas (above) came out and still look lovely. (The rest, not so much.) And the Annabelle hydrangeas have passed their white stage and are already turning green, which I actually prefer.
I had a long-awaited doc appointment and was thrilled that it went well. Still waiting for one lab that has me concerned but fingers are crossed. And remember my mentioning that I couldn't pull the photos from Cam's birthday off the memory card because it was damaged? Well, my local camera shop was able to save them. All 57.8 gigabytes of them! (Yes, it took forever. And since all but the party had already been downloaded, they were deleted!)
I won't show you all of them. Many you've already seen. But I couldn't resist the ones above and below. Yes, that's whipped cream.
And here is an early photo of Mama K with one of her babies.
And in that earlier post, I mentioned that Greg had done a magnificent pastel of a Sandhill crane but I didn't have the photo. Well, now I do!
OK -- A closer look!
And then there was this.
Birthday celebration number two! Kevin, Molly, the grandboys, and Greg came down to celebrate Rick's birthday. We decided to do it at our local ballpark and watch a Lansing Lugnuts game. We were right behind home plate!
The little guys got a ride from Uncle Greg!
I think Rick loved being with the Big Guys as well as the Little Guys.
And sometimes, someone just ends up with a ball!
And yes, there were fireworks at the game. But these are rescued fireworks from the Fourth.
We can hear them at our house, but it's whole different experiences, sitting in the front row of the ball park as they explode directly overhead. (That's why the net is there -- we were right behind home plate.)
And this night, they were well deserved -- a double whammy! Big win for the Lugnuts, Big Birthday for Rick!
Lizzie is happy photos don't make noise. And that we live just far enough from the sound that it isn't too scary!
