my cowboy

I always told my dad I was going to grow up and marry a cowboy. Isn't he adorable?


Rick - circa 1959

Sherri

If God has a garden...

I just spent three days in it.

(again with the lost photos from Flikr....or maybe God removed them.)

Takh Lakh Lake anniversary trip

Twelve years ago, we stood in a meadow at the foot of Mt. Adams and made vows to each other and to our children to be a family from that day forward. Every year, we make the trek back to the meadow to remember. This year was another beautiful trip of memory and remembrance.

(this was a Picasa slide show, also lost)


For those who were at our wedding, you might also remember the mosquitoes. I believe that this year was in special memory of those mosquitoes. In fact, we cut our trip short by a day. In all our years of camping, fishing and visiting Takh Lakh, the bugs have never been so thick. This year, they win.

Score:
Hoffman Clan - 12
Mosquitoes and biting flies - 1

Wait until next year...

Sherri and Rick