A spectacular morning at Floyd Lamb Park in North Las Vegas. More desert weather perfection.
A Halloween Marathon was in progress, but Dad and I got in a short walk near the lake.
The smiling face of age 97. What is the secret? Lots of good living, good attitude, good care and a big pinch of good luck.
"Sorrow in the face of aging would be a poor response to such good fortune." Margaret Renkl
That's a quote from a wonderful column in the New York Times this morning. Here's the link.
Meanwhile...back in the wild Northwest.
Who are these small town uptown girls? Decked out with finery they've been collecting all summer from the thrift store in Twisp.
That's Maya, checking out the Headless Horseman riding the streets of Winthrop on Halloween eve. The whole community turns out for the festivities. They sure know how to have fun.
Last but not least, a great picture of my sister with her Oregon boys. She has four handsome grandsons, I have two beautiful granddaughters. How lucky can one family be?
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