Just a few shots from what was primarily the girls' endless summer. It began seemingly eons ago during the World Cup. We all turned out in our best orange clothing, but it was to no avail as the NL fell to Portugal, 1-0, in what was at least a wild, entertaining game.

Then in a blink of an eye, we were transported to the wilds of western Virginia to Moi's most favorite place on Earth, the Maury River near Rockbridge Baths.

Just down the road from this spot is the Buffalo Springs Herb Farm (see the link I've provided), a gem of a place which has, among others, a soul-soothing medieval garden, complete with Gregorian chanting. The girls have considered getting married on this very spot.









Fast forward a few weeks and here they are again cruising in Boston Harbor on Pilgrim, Grandpa K's Grand Banks Trawler.














A tough life, eh?