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One big dog facing right.
One little dog facing left.

Now, it is night.
It is not a time for play.
Now is the time for all dogs to go to sleep.

Sleep, dogs, sleep.
It is night, now.

Two dogs,
in a small apartment,
At night,

(Thanks, Dr. Seuss, for all the wonderful stories.)


Auntie Marta and Bailey, her dog, arrived yesterday. Oliver, Mom’s dog, could hardly contain his excitement in his quivering little body.

When Marta headed back out to the car to haul in more stuff, the two dogs watched anxiously, presumably making sure she didn’t suddenly decide to leave without them:


I wanted to capture the moment on camera.

Monday, July 16, Layne, Danaya and I talked about driving together down to Oregon to visit my mom (Grandma Dana), my sister (Auntie Marta), my dad (Grandpa Ron), and friends.

Tuesday we:

*got a strut replaced on the Traverse
*made lots of meals for the freezer with Daelynn for the family to eat at home for the week
*Danaya baked squares and muffins for all
*Did loads of laundry for those at home and those on the road
*…and packed.

Wednesday morning, the three of us headed off.

Driving through the foothills of the majestic Canadian Rockies with the sun shining and the music of an Italian group Layne had on his iPad was, for me, breathtaking.

I took pictures while driving, as Layne and Danaya were both resting, but the results were decidedly underwhelming compared to the actual scenery.

Here is a sample:







We made good time, since we didn’t have little ones to stop for as often as we usually do. We arrived at Mom’s place in Newberg a little before 10PM.

Woo hoo! Success.