In perpetual motion

These children of mine, they are in perpetual motion.  Sometimes it's just the right choice to sit out on the camping chair, watching them get their wiggles out, since it's pretty much the only way that they feel good about going out there these days.



As I looked close at these pictures, they were cracking me up.













Part of my garden, when it was at it's prime.  These were the days when I had an abundance of tomatoes.  Looking at this picture makes me sad, my garden is not at all healthy any more. Blasted heat.