An Estate Tour

Dwayne gave Papa Jim a tour of our summer projects (most not completed yet, of course).  Because wine was drunk elegantly out of wine glasses during the excursion, I believe I can call it an estate tour.  Very fancy.
Kyla begins it by asking me to take pictures of her dancing.

The man (Dwayne) is kinda cute in his lounging PJ’s.  At least, far cuter than he is after 8 hours of working on his stairs!  (Thanks for showering, Babe!)

Following proper cat etiquette, Smokey followed us down the hill and pretended she had been there the whole time and we were invading her territory.   Pretty snobby for a feline who is technically home-less--though she is garage-ful.


Isn't this a pretty spot?  I love the forget-me-nots that are painting our hills. Dwayne and I have received several bedraggled bouquets given with lots of love and enthusiasm.