Minnesota

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Be forewarned, this post contains a MULTITUDE of pictures! And as usual, in no discernable order:



Sunday at the Bee





My pretty girl



They took my Kitten away because I was kissing it and squeezing it too much...I miss my Kitten.




Josiah & Annika - I.O. Harris tractor



The Winter & Harris tractor (my Grandma and her twin sister used to ride on either fender with their Dad driving...)



I'm partial to the Farmalls, though I grew up mostly John Deere, Allis Chalmers and a little Oliver



Some of these old tractors are purely fantastic



William did NOT get to hold a kitten...they are unionized and were on their 15 minute smoke break when we were there on Saturday.



Here's the backside of that tractor...owned by my Grandma Thielhorn's Uncle Irvin Harris (or as the rest of the family spelled it, Harries).



SO pretty...for a tractor (and Uncle Eli)



Josiah and me, obviously on August 18th--had a lovely birthday culminating in a little party at Eli & Lindsey's.



Aren't they cute? I have about four of these, shot in quick succession and in each one, they are looking at each other so adoringly!



And how about these two? Adoring doesn't begin to describe them...



Uncle Eli and 4/5ths of the kids--Leah broke her arm while riding her bike!





William, enjoying the simple beauty of putting gravel into an empty yogurt cup...to say he was filthy afterwards is an understatement, but this lighting makes him look pretty angelic.





All 7! In one place, though I'm not sure any of us got a shot of them ALL looking the same direction at the same time and .8 seconds after this was taken, a certain pouty young lady stalked off and refused any other pictures.




Josiah on the jungle gym in St. James








Will & Grandpa



And...Will & Grandpa...I wonder what this conversation was about?



Grandpa

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