Mother’s or like Mother’s – quite a few pictures to amuse family below.
Also happy Sunday. Bicycle rode WITH Michel for the first time since early March. We’ve both been riding on our own. We need to draft Peter back in and we’ll have the band back together.
I know anyone here is ONLY here to find out what progress I have made on household chores.
Well, I really need to clean the floors in my house. Thought about doing it today. Took out the vacuum and mop. But, meh. Might be tomorrow.
I did weed the grass and rocks (two different weed-killers.)
I did NOT even think about trying to build the kayak rack. Maybe one day this week if it is a bit quieter work wise than last.
I did swim a bit and take a long float. 🙂 I think I got a little sunburn, even.
Madge Medlock is my mother’s mother. Murryle (Amalie) Joslyn is my father’s mother.
[Why do I put the name Amalie in parenthesis, you ask? Because when records were destroyed in the Great Fire (San Francisco, 1906,) she shaved 5 years off her life and picked a name she liked better. There are records in the world though (must have had cloud storage.)]
I come from killer stock. 🙂
