Our fine young man Jake is home for the weekend. We went for a walk on the Stairway to Heaven. Naturally I forgot the camera, missed some great photo opportunities of the fog and the gloam. Enjoyed the walk and talk to the maximum, then got home and took the camera into the woods. I felt immediately hopeful due to the birdsong; yes, the wildlife was awaiting. But you can't get a picture under that kind of pressure, and then I got drenched in a downpour. The photo above was taken from the deck of the sugar shack. Nevertheless, sitting here now in my comfy loungewear, I think I might be the luckiest man.

Love and family: Is that all there is, or is that all we need?