generations

Anyone that does not believe life is an on going process needs only to look at these two men working side by side, or kind of side by side. They go out to the orchard and load their wheel barrows with the clippings and then they head to the garden to deposit them to be composted back into the soil. James could not be more pleased with himself than when he is outside doing his "work" for the day. And I don't think I need to comment on how pleased his Grandfather is to have him tagging along. He complains frequently but I don't think he would trade these minutes for the world. Talk about power, watching your life and knowing it is going to continue long after you leave this earth. It tickled me.

Fall started today and I will have to admit I was not ready for that to happen. August was such a cold month that the heat of September was really welcomed. Particularly when it cooled down every evening so sleeping was always possible. But today we are back to the gray that is the trademark of Washington. It is good but....

I went out and picked another batch of blackberries this noon. The strange weather of the last two months has given us a good crop. The blackberries are fat and, for the most part, juicy. Some are pretty dry but you just pick around them. I think we take our abundance for granted sometimes. How many areas can walk down the road and harvest enough blackberries to make a crisp and do it within 15 minutes? That is pretty unique to the Island, pretty unique to our rural area and something I will always appreciate.

Chimney sweep

I want to tell you there was no boy on the face of the earth that was more proud of himself than my boy yesterday. This picture was taken after he had attempted to clean up a little bit! Somehow boys and dirt just go hand in hand, no matter the age.

Tuesday Larry went over to the Hoch's place to help Glen with a stove pipe issue. I guess they had their share of challenges getting the thing to work right, and did a lot of cleaning in the process. Two big boys playing chimney sweep must have been nothing but cheap entertainment. I guess they even left some rather tell-tale evidence in the size of Glen's posterior on the furniture! That I am sure went over well with Debbie! But it now works and the wash machine did a job on the cloths while the big guy hit the shower and scrubbed the rest off. What did the women of yesterday do with such a mess? I guess they scrubbed extra long and extra hard....I am glad I get to do it the easy way!

Logan McKay

The scales have tipped to the male side, but in a very pleasant way. On September 3rd, about 7:30 in the evening Linda and Curtis welcomed little Logan McKay into the family. Now I admit Little was never an adjective that I thought I would be using in conjunction with Linda's family, but it applies this time. He is a small child, 7 pounds and 11 ounces and almost 21 inches in length. For the Kincaid section of the family that is down right tiny! But he is well, he is healthy and Linda had a relatively easy delivery. There has never been an easy delivery, want to get that out right away, but the arrival of Logan was about as uncomplicated as you can get.



Babies all look like babies, a couple of differences as to size and color, but they all look like babies. That said, he seems to favor Curtis. That is good in that James really favors Linda in many, many ways. It only seems fair that Curtis has a child that looks like him too.



With the birth of Logan I have had the privilege of watching Master James for a couple of days. He loves being on Island, not because he really enjoys me but because he loves the freedom and the entertainment. He arrived at the house late but the first thing in the morning he wanted to see the puppy i.e. Kayla and he wanted to go out with Papa. They spent several hours outside just doing guy things. Good for all concerned. And, of course, they break every once in a while for trampoline time. That is the best to watch. James crawls up on the chair and onto the trampoline, Kayla bounds up and lays down on her back so that James can bounce her around. That is the most strange thing, dogs are not supposed to like being bounced on their backs but she appears to love it. If dogs could giggle I think she would! Emily had no idea what a nut this dog truly was, although she did know she was going to be a fun dog.