I still exist.

It has been summer--and still is! Internet at home has been spotty, as has free time--thus, no blogging. Currently, we're in Boise, Idaho, land of the the potato, for Graham's cousin Megan's wedding. We drove here. It wasn't bad--15 hours through NM and CO and UT and ID. Lots of red rocks, lots of cows and corn.

So, lets talk about summer: Summer means: fruit and vegetables, old cars, free love, apparently, going to the beach (yes, it was a a long way away. I did it for Mr. Scarborough.), driving to the mountains, sunsets, rainbows, hands our the car window at sunset, dirt under my fingernails, lots of red chile, lots of carrots, getting up before sunrise, getting home after dark, tomatoes in pots, herb gardens... Not necessarily in that order.