It should be obvious by now that we drop off the blogosphere from time to time. Sometimes things are good, sometimes things are bad, mostly we're just busy. Don't take it personally and we'll keep posting when we can.
Ain't life Grand?
Jake spent a lot of time at the edge of various precipices, making me wonder if the stresses of marriage and fatherhood were taking a toll. Then I remembered that Jake's always loved putting himself out on rocks and boulders in a precarious fashion.
The views were beyond imagining.
The most beautiful place I've ever tied my shoes.
Griffin used a bulldozer to increase the vastness of the Grand Canyon.
Tumbleweed and ice cream. Welcome to Jerome!
We just got back from the Grand Canyon. The primary purpose of the trip to was to remember Ronnie and scatter his ashes, but really I just think he wanted us all to take a vacation together and take in some amazing scenery. Jake, Griffin and I flew into Prescott and met up with the O'Rear/Hollis family- Grammy, Kati, Wes, Sue and Garth. We took a day trip to Jerome had the slowest lunch known to man, tasted wine made by the lead singer from TOOL (Merkin Vineyards) and saw a variety of historic brothels.
Griffin mostly enjoyed being the center of attention and was mostly pleasant despite coming down with a gnarly little cold. He powered through it, passed it on to Jake and me and shared a particularly virulent germ with Grammy.
Me: Wow, Griffin, check out the beautiful sunset over the Grand Canyon. You don't see something like that every day.
Griffin: I see an ant! I see two ants!
We had a lovely ceremony for Ronnie and scattered his ashes over a beautiful little stretch of canyon during our hike. He'll have an amazing view and we'll always know where to find him (in our hearts and in the biggest, widest, and most glorious hole in the US.) We were supposed to apply for a permit to scatter ashes, but as you know, we don't need no stinkin' permit.
We love you Pop Pop!
