Harvest Moon and Bite of Tick

This is a picture I took with flash.  You can see the top of the stairs leading down to the shore.

This is a picture I took when by the light of the moon alone.  Pretty spectacular!

This is "barley bliss" casserole from a vegan cookbook.  It was not great to begin with-- I think the barley was not soft enough and it was really awful after I put the leftovers in the garage and forgot about them.  Needless to say, it became compost but the crop of mold was really impressive.  Why didn't I take a pic?

This is baby girl Merritt, due on February 10th-- the tentative name is Juliet but that is not carved in stone.  Why is she standing on her head?  I can't seem to change it.



My heart is broken by this picture of my cousin David about whom I wrote recently.  He appeared in court for less than a minute, was appointed a lawyer and was given another court date of October 22nd.  Clearly whatever was keeping him high is no longer with him-- he is thin and sad looking.  I hope his mother doesn't see this.

I found an embedded tick yesterday morning-- right after I got up at 5:00 am.  It was on my hip where I couldn't get a good look and only irritated him with my ineffective use of the tick spoon.  So I waited three hours for John to get up.  At times I thought perhaps an embedded tick was a good enough reason to wake John early but I know he gets his best sleep at that time and I decided it was too girlish to make a fuss.  Joan and I had taken a walk on Monday and because the day was lovely and my feet were aching, we lay down in a field, gazed at the sky and chatted.  Although I have been vigilant about ticks all summer, I never gave it a thought this time-- so it was a call to the doc again for the medicine.  Last time it cost .33 cents and this time it was down to .24.  And I saved the $20.00 co-pay because they didn't make me come in.