So we're sitting with Doug and Nancy at happy hour, and the chairs just happened to be in the shade where Don Quixote was tied up. Ruth had brought some cantaloupe rinds, and donkey just loves to eat cantaloupe rinds. So we were feeding them to him by hand, and he just wanted more and more.
Kevin and donkey.
Kevin says "there's no more, donkey."
Donkey says "well, I'll just try and eat your ear then!"
Many of you will remember last fall when our faithful traveling companion Whiskey passed away. Whiskey is buried here at Hacienda Contreras and we had planted a bottle brush tree to mark the spot. There are several other similar trees here and they had all bloomed with flowers a few weeks ago. Whiskey's hadn't, but it is still a young tree and perhaps it just had to get settled. But a couple of days ago, we were very happy to see that a bloom had appeared!
A flower on Whiskey's tree!
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