Well, it appears I'm not off to a good start with posting on the blog although I have good intentions. I just can't decide whether it is really fall yet, or summer, or maybe even winter. We change from all three in a matter of days and hours this time of year and I'm not sure which it is right now. I could live with summer or fall, but winter is out of the question so this craziness with snowing just has to stop.
Feeling a bit nostalgic today for some reason and came upon this picture of me with my Dad mowing the yard on the old Cub Cadet. I've been told that no matter how rotten I was, if Dad took me on the riding mower I would be happy as a clam and usually fall asleep. They said it was from the motion of the machine etc etc, but I have a sneaking suspicion it was more to do with feeling close and safe in Dad's arms. What I wouldn't give to have those arms around me these days!