Monday-Tuesday

The HH decided the Charlie Brown tree needed some cardinals.

AND speaking of the HH....As everyone knows gun violence has reached epic proportions in the U.S. One that recently made the national news hit too close too home. It took place where a relative, who is dear to us, works. Sadly, she knew one of the people that was murdered. In response he wrote this:

Aftermath

In the early spring, behind the shadow

Of children who have ventured out

Among apple blossoms

To find a new definition of laughter,

Comes a trigger.

Deep in the grassy clearing

 where two lovers

Have lost all sense of separation

From the gentle wind that enfolds them,

Comes a powder flash.

In a quiet café, interwoven

With the gentle conversation of two friends who,

In their open honesty,

Have only a trifling need for words to convey thoughts,

Comes the tearing of souls.

And in the ensuing wreckage we are left

Searching for reassurance

That what we once had,

We can have again,

Ending the horror,

Silencing the desperate lamentation. 

                                                                           Michael Cox
On a lighter note:

This is sooo cute:



Thanks, Rye.

These pictures were taken Sunday morning.  One foot here. Two in the mountains. 500 accidents across the state.