My poor neglected bog! You can always tell when I am busy, running off in a thousand directions like light emanating from a shattered mirror: no word is written, no picture posted. I am returning to this location, to this on line journal of thought and word tomorrow night after work. I am feeling too tired at this day's end to keep writing but I did want to post this picture. I love it so much! My brother Bob, my husband Phil, in the hotel room in Tucson. I am tickled they stood together for a picture and happier still that they seem to be enjoying the moment.