About two weeks ago we celebrated the 95th birthday of my maternal grandmother.
Ninety five. That's three 32-year old lifetimes (close enough!). Whoa.

It was a beautiful day and nearly everyone in the family was able to attend. I flew up rather last-minute (no minute like that last minute) and am so happy that I was able to attend, see most of my family and enjoy the pleasure on my Grandmother's face. She was delighted at all the attention.

I enjoyed some great spring weather in California, which I surely miss sometimes, and also the company of my family. The visit was too short, as usual, and Jocelyn couldn't break away from work as she had just returned from Atlanta full of jewelry orders.
I spent the day before the birthday sailing on San Francisco Bay in PERFECT conditions with my brother, then enjoyed a great dinner with his family. I also got a chance to visit my sister's place near Reno, Nevada on Sunday night. Then spent the following week wandering around through Utah. I'll post pics shortly, it was a beautiful trip!

Now I'm back safe n sound in Tamarindo, enjoying the beginning of the rainy season and trying to get our yard ready for what promises to be a very wet "winter" indeed.

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