The County Fair for the deep fried food fan

                                                                                                                                                

 Every year we go, every year we question out sanity. It is dusty, hot, dirty and deep fried but we find ourselves shelling out the ticket price which is nominal compared to the game play price, but a least now they win and as you can see, they win big. The after party made the suffering worth it as it does year in and year out. I have not sat at a bar in quite a bit of time and to sit there with my kids made it even more fun. 

But enough about those people lets discuss our newest member of the family: Monty or more formally knows as The Count of Monte Cristo. He is a good boy, but at 9 weeks old he is still a handful, cycling in and out of  2 hour naps one hour up so really I guess I should not complain. He has learned sit, working on down and learning to settle but there is no command word for it, maybe I should add that, look and find it. 

15 years and counting!

 I am feeling so encouraged, my fanbase has reached out personally to encourage my continuing with the blog, which I have done in fits and starts. One issue is that the W on my keyboard is fickle and on top of my poor spelling well it can look like a 2nd grader wrote it, but that is probably the reading level of my reader base anyway so its fair. 

It was back to  North South lake our annual camping trip to the rainiest region of the east coast, or so it seems. Of course having an RV takes the sting out of that honor. we do the same beautiful hikes and take gorgeous pictures. Since the original trip 15 years ago the size of the friend group accompanying us has diminished but I do like this smaller group.  We still have fun board and card games, drinks around the campfire.  This trip was really great because we had ALL five Bo children, albeit for different amounts of time, but still its impressive and a blast. Sunset Rock, Artist Rock, Boulder, Kaaterskill Falls all spectacular in their own way. But in the end it is the people, the laughs (Michael) the food (Steve) the artistic insight (Chris) the  daring do rock climbing (Mark) the party (Matt) the friend (Cara) and the mix of these people that bring so much joy and light into my life and to my knees in gratitude for how truly lucky I am.  

And just when things couldn't get better :

Need we say more? Rocco and Jo are deeply missed and our new boy here is never a replacement but an expression of how much love we have to share and an honor to what great dogs we have had that let us roll the dice on another bundle of love and trouble!