Here we are, the last day of November. Butch and I just got back from another great roadtrip. We killed multiple birds with one stone: Thanksgiving Eve with his family in DuBois, Thanksgiving with my family in Cinnaminson, then the day after with OUR family (Jimmy n Maggie and co.) in Robbinsville NJ, and then home again to Bowling Green. All too short, of course. But it's good to be back. 2 more crazy weeks in this semester, and then whatever the yule tide brings. No plans yet, but it'll be something. At this very moment, me and the mister are sitting in our living room listening to a live Joe Jackson cd. He's flipping through a minimalist cookbook, and I'm thinking I'd like to share some photos from last summer--a very special moment indeed. Ready to go back in time? Here's Falconridge, 2004, comin' right up.