I really don't mean to take the breaks from blogging that I do, but when one happens I find that I have to just wait it out before I can begin to post again. When I'm patient, the right moment appears all by itself: a hot summer night with the quiet of the evening welcoming a restful moment of the day... no joke as I typed that sentence Turner got out of bed, waking up the baby (who is now back to sleep - got love Hank!) and Jane peed all over her crib ... and like that the moment passes. Here's some shot of us from the past few months. Love and miss you!